V. V. Wedding Writes |

Capulin Volcano, New Mexico

There was a decent path up to the crater, but there were sections where the trail dropped away, washed out by the winter rains. He held her hand securely through those places so she wouldn’t slip on the loose gravel—and because he liked holding her hand. It felt so small...

Pecos River Valley, Texas

Then she strode off to the south, the bright sun masking the light of the burning house and a providential breeze dissipating the smoke before it could be seen. You’ve quite a few hours of light yet, she told herself. Walk fast. There were almost no landmarks, but she...

Fort Ellis, Montana

Spring melted into summer, and summer came and went. While he had sent Geordie a letter back in June saying he would be in Texas before the end of the year, Jim still hadn’t talked to the colonel. Nor had he mentioned his plans to his best friend. I’m being a coward, he...

Laramie, Wyoming

She felt so alive, out here in the middle of a great wide nowhere, safe and warm in her husband’s strong arms, the constant wind tugging at her hair and skirts. I could stay like this forever, she thought with the small part of herself that wasn’t totally lost in the whirlwind...

Cache la Poudre River, Colorado

The sun had not yet set, but here in the canyon shadows had already fallen. Rob had stopped the troop early and had his men make camp as quietly as possible. Now he sat on a rock, staring upstream and waiting for the scouts to return. There were no fires tonight; they...

Confederate Camp, Virginia

“Stylish, yet practical,” Star announced to nobody in particular as she twirled about, and spun into the tall figure of Lieutenant Black. “Oh, beg your pardon,” she said, wobbling dizzily away from him. A low chuckle. “You know, Miss Anderson, we really should stop running into...

Brandy Station, Virginia

Star raced on, tears blinding her as she went. She dashed them away roughly with her sleeve. Not now, she told herself. There is no time for tears now. Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself to the task at hand. Fleetwood Hill was before her. Lord, please let my guess be...