CHAPTER
29
Red in the morning, sailor take warning
If my day went as planned, I’d get back to town in time to meet up with them and Tally for a scrumptious barbeque dinner, providing he could escape the clutches of his wily mother. Dressed in black jeans, hiking shoes and a flannel, emerald-green shirt, I cinched the leather belt with the turquoise buckle around my waist and surveyed my reflection with satisfaction. Good. This way, I’d already be dressed for the evening when I returned from the McCracken Ranch. After a quick breakfast of toast and oatmeal, I hurried out into the frosty morning air and drove towards town, as always, delighting in the stark beauty of the sun-splashed Sonoran desert. And who could find fault with the glorious weather? But as I drew closer to the Dese
