Chapter 13
The following morning, Marley stood at her windows, savoring the view. An eagle called nearby. As she looked around to find it, the eagle lifted from its perch on a cottonwood tree, its wings spreading wide as it flew across the field behind her cabin. She tracked the eagle’s progress until it disappeared behind the trees, its shadow dark on the snow beneath it. The coffee maker beeped, and she strode into the kitchen. She stirred a dash of cream into her coffee and carried it over to her desk. She checked the fire in the woodstove and added a few logs before sitting down to get to work.
Gage was due back early this afternoon, and she wanted to have her time free. She was picking him up at the airport in Homer. She paused to look out the window. She’d set her desk up so it fac
