CHAPTER NINETEEN
It was in the wee hours of the morning when Maria awakened. The camp was silent. The only sound was the wind that whispered through the pines. Putting her hands under her head she gazed into the starry sky.
What did she feel for Flynn? Was it possible to know a person for only a few weeks and fall in love? How about the memories of Colt Ransom that had been recalled from the distant past?
She closed her eyes and a montage of sights and sounds came from deep within her mind. Once again, she was back at colonial Lewisburg, deep in the hills of southern West Virginia.
Autumn came in many ways to many
places, but she must truly love this land because it was here she first touched the leaves with her brightest colors and this was the stronghold of beauty she most grudging
