The ride across the rolling pastureland was exhilarating and refreshing. They began at an easy lope, embraced by the sunlight's warmth. The wind felt so good against her skin, the feel of the horse beneath her bringing back so many memories. For a moment, as she and the animal streaked across the landscape, she forgot Afghanistan, forgot broken relationships, forgot everything except this moment and the incredible freedom sweeping through her.

Then, ahead of her, Mason slowed ...