When Leona Voss was thrown out of Saint Brigid’s Home for Unwanted Girls, she owned three things: a cracked
The rain had already turned the road into black soup by the time Nora Bell reached the edge of Briar Creek.
“Take the one nobody else will touch,” Gideon March said, his voice slick with contempt. “She eats too
Mara Holloway noticed the place card before anyone told her where to sit. It stood at the very edge of
When Nora Ashford stepped down from the eastbound stage in Mercy Bend, the first thing she noticed was
When the first thaw softened the mountain road, Clara Voss went outside with a shovel, a coil of twine
When Rowan Hale placed the notice in the Ashford Gazette, he used only seven words. Baker wanted.
The first scream reached Ronan Kade through the storm like something the mountain itself had torn loose.
“They’ll never take her,” someone said from the shade of the livery stable. “Take her?” another man laughed.
The first thing Lillian Hart lost in Bitterglass was not her money. It was the last little piece of pride