At the kitchen sink, Amy rinsed vegetables for tonight's stir-fry and gazed out the window at Nakos's yard while he showered upstairs. Wild and untamed, prairie grass glinted off the sun's rays and swayed with a breeze. Nothing but what seemed like miles of open land with the Laramie Mountains in the vast distance against a cobalt sky.

Since it was the weekend, he'd only been up at the ranch to check on things and tend to the horses. They had the rest of the day to themselves, ...