Chapters (77)
- Cover
- Endorsements
- Books by Elizabeth Goddard
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
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- FIVE
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- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
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- TWENTY-FOUR
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- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
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- THIRTY-NINE
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- FIFTY
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- FIFTY-THREE
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- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- A Preview of Book 2 in the ROCKY MOUNTAIN COURAGE Series
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
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The doctor entered the room and cut her off. Jack introduced himself and learned the details about her fracture and when she would need to see her own doctor. Then he assisted her in getting up, and together they walked slowly down the hall to the exit, where he helped her into his vehicle.
Jack went around the car and got into the driver’s seat, drawing in a few slow breaths. Curiosity gnawed at him. “Before the doctor came in, you said you had a confession to make. Something about my father.”
“You’re thinking of someone else, Jack. I didn’t say anything about your father.”
THIRTY-ONE
Standing at the trailhead, Terra breathed in the scent of pine and juniper and hoped peace would settle her tumultuous thoughts.
Terra had gone into the office this morning to make an appearance and fill out paperwork. She’d bumped fists with the likes of Case Haymaker and her other forest service coworkers for the area, and then with her duty there accomplished, she’d headed out to the national forest.
Yesterday might have been a colossal waste of time. The jury was still out.
Come on, Joey. Give me something.
But today she would make up for that. She determined to find something to connect Jim Raymond with Neva Bolz and the cache. The archaeologist should be reviewing the items soon, and she would know more about their origins and to where they should be returned.
Crouching, Terra pressed her hand against the hardened trail as though she could take the pulse of the earth. Here, the ground felt cool and damp from recent rains.
The thought of rain made her think of Jack the evening he stopped by the ranch and got drenched, when he’d proclaimed earlier that he never got caught in the rain. The image of him soaking wet just so he could talk to her warmed her insides.
She shook off the feelings flooding her.
Jack was supposed to meet her here.
But he was late, so she decided to hike up the trail a bit. Head to Jim’s cabin. After a few minutes walking the path up Maverick Trail, Terra stood in the thickly wooded area and absorbed the nature around her.
This was unadulterated beauty at its finest. She soaked in the sounds and scents and gloried in the greenery, enjoying the peace she so often found while in the woods. Being out here close to God’s creation—the air, the trees, the birds and animals—cleared her mind like nothing else.
She needed time alone to gather her thoughts, so maybe it was a good thing that Jack was late.
Terra continued up the trail, feeling more at home than she had in a long time. Because she was actually close to home, after all, unlike her time with the National Park Service when she lived in southwest Colorado, where she nabbed Joey.