The Coyotes
Winter came late that year. Not the kind of late that makes you notice. Just late. The way everything gets late if you let it. I was out checking the fence line, the one that runs along the north property, where the land drops off into the coulee and the juniper grows thick and the ground is full of rocks that break your boots if you're not careful. The fence was down in three places. Not...
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