Mari stepped to the edge of the porch and took one last glance out over the neverending sepia plains. She closed her eyes and tipped back her head letting the day's first kiss of the sun warm her face. With a quick sigh and mental shake, she left the porch and made her way to the stable. She knew some of the men would be up and about getting the workhorses ready to pull the debris from the bunkhouse, but Ty was in his office, writing lists and making orders for lumber ...