Chapter Ten
Nate
I leaned back in my chair at Wildlands, scanning the room full of people. I wasn’t here with friends tonight. I’d stopped by after a pretty bumpy flight in from a regularly scheduled delivery of mail and groceries to a nearby Alaska Native village. A storm had kicked up almost out of nowhere on my return.
Taking a pull on my beer, I attempted to get interested in a woman sitting at the corner of the bar. She had long dark hair and was tall and willowy. Objectively speaking, she was beautiful, and she wasn’t local. I’d never seen her before and I heard from Mike the bartender that she was passing through to handle a supply delivery for the hospital.
No matter how long I looked at her, I felt nothing. In fact, the idea of trying to flirt with her left a bad taste in my m
