Winter was coming. I bumped along the frosted dirt road in the Park Service truck, veering to avoid the biggest potholes. Any day I took out the truck was a good day, but the shining sun and sapphire blue sky made today all the more appreciated. I was a guest in this desert for aContinue reading “Deserted Valley by Amanda K. Jaros”
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