Scowling, he went out the back door and headed up the hill toward the barn. If nothing else, he could let out those infernal goats, allow them to get their afternoon fill of grass before he locked them back up for the night.
Perhaps he shouldn’t even bother. After all, the animals had survived on their own for months. Why should he intervene now?
Because of the wolves, he thought then. The wolves are here, and winter is on its way.
He could feel a frown beginning to etch itself into his forehead, and did his best to smooth his expression, even though there was no one around to see it.
Besides, he had promised Jordan that he would give the goats shelter. Would he go back on his word, so soon after she was gone?
Gone because you did nothing to stop her.
He reached the barn door and wre
