The wind howled across the Wyoming plains like a wounded [music] beast. It was the winter of 1886. History would…
Whispers labeled her Bitter Creeks monster, a scarred outcast sold to a rugged mountain man for one whiskey barrel and…
The fire road ended at a rusted gate and a handpainted sign that said posted in letters that had mostly…
By the third night of the White Horn blizzard, Redwash basin had vanished. Wind tore across the flats at more…
She was starving, shaking in the freezing mud, clutching three stolen eggs against her chest when the heavy click of…
Phoebe Dunlap was three hours from the only address she had been given when the snow came down so hard…
Gideon Hayes thought his new bride was a heavy, helpless burden who couldn’t even boil water. With a ruthless land…
The first letter Viola sent to August contained in its third paragraph a sentence that most women in 1871 would…
Larkin, Texas Hill Country, >> >> April 1886. Cora Ashford stood alone outside the old chapel her father had built…
The wind never really stopped on that stretch of Dakota territory. It came down off the high plains in long…