“I think I know that well enough.” Since the day of his broken hip, Flynn had stopped being afraid of Rusty. But he’d never stopped hating the man for the way he’d ruined their family. And now stealing the farm from them.

“I’m sure Colorado and those mountains will be mighty fine.” Dylan slicked back his hair. “And besides, out there we’d be real far away from the war. That’s what you want, ain’t it? For me and Brody to be far away so we can’t enlist?”

Brody’s too-small shirt stretched against his muscles. He worked silently, clearly pouting over Flynn’s decision not to let him join the fighting. Maybe it would be best to go west where the lure of adventure and the prospect of a new life could help Brody forget all about the war.

Watching Flynn’s face and reading his decision, Dylan grinned, well aware of his charm and the fact that he could sweet talk a mule into doing a song and dance.

Flynn held out a hand to Ivy.

Ivy gave him the letter and then hopped up and down. “Does that mean we can go?”

“It means I’ll read the letter.”

Dylan and Ivy exchanged grins. They knew him too well, especially that he cared about his family more than anything else. If going west would save Brody, he’d do it. In fact, nothing—not even his estrangement with Wyatt—would stop him from doing the right thing.

About the Author

Jody Hedlund is the bestselling author of over thirty historical novels for both adults and teens and is the winner of numerous awards, including the Christy, Carol, and Christian Book Awards. Jody lives in Michigan with her husband, busy family, and five spoiled cats. Visit her online at jodyhedlund.com.

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