Chapter 3

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3 Travis drove his Plymouth Wagon down the dusty road that led to the farm. There was plenty of acreage for agriculture here in the valley between the mountains of Red Rock. The land was still desert, naturally dry, but irrigation allowed crops to grow, and there were livestock grazing on the cultivated late summer grass. The landscape was mostly brown, not like the rural areas Travis knew in Colorado. But his territory included the entire Four Corners area, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, and New Mexico, so he had spent plenty of time in desert places. They had a beauty of sorts, he had to admit. And apparently alien races felt the same way, or were at least curious about it, because they came to Travis’s territory more often than some of the other areas around the country. One of the critici

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