Two days later, Seth and Mack stood by their rented car in front of an old, broken-down, wooden arch over a long two-track lane that disappeared into the horizon. The sign on the arch hung sideways, one of its supports missing. It read Welcome to …and nothing else. The remainder of the sign had been broken off.
“Wonder what it said?” Seth said.
“According ta the listing it was called Wilderness Ranch. That sure fits,” Mack said, taking off his cowboy hat and scratching his head. “Nothing around here for miles. It says the actual ranch is ten miles up the lane.”
“I don’t know,” Seth said, looking around. “I can’t see a sign sayin’ Welcome ta Stallions and Studs way out here. ” He gestured at the nothingness around them. “You still got that good feelin’ about this?”
Mack thought for a
