She didn’t want to leave Jeremiah, but he was in good hands with Aaron.
The next forty-five minutes were the longest of her life.
The local Northstar EMTs and Henry had arrived at the cabin before she made it back from the Royal R, and one of Aaron’s deputies showed up seconds after she did. Because she would only be in the way if she tried to go to Jeremiah, she sat on the steps of the cabin and watched and hoped. Aaron’s deputy checked Zach over while the EMTs were working on Jeremiah—his nose was broken and it appeared he had a concussion as well. That gave Heather a modicum of satisfaction.
Finally, the sound of an approaching helicopter filled the meadow, echoing and re-echoing off the mountain and forest. The cattle, who’d been grazing on the lush alpine grasses as if nothing was
