NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER, Continued

April, 2012

SOUTH WALES, NY

It was five. The day was still faintly overcast. The temperature had dropped to about fifty-five. I was very comfortable in the thin black Sporthill ski-touring pants and the Eddie Bauer fleece jacket. As long as I stayed moving I'd be fine, even if I had to be out all night. I thanked my guardian spirits that I had brought my cell phone in the zippered heart-pocket of my warmup top. I called the ...