Walks Alone. Sandi MDiv Rog

you, Walks Alone?”

      “Humph.” She turned her nose in the air, not caring if she risked the comfort of his arms. He was her captor, and she wasn’t about to give him what he wanted.

      Thankfully, he continued to hold her.

       After some time, he encouraged her to lie down. She gazed into the flames, wishing she was anywhere but lost in the dark Rocky Mountains of Colorado Territory. It was as if the wilderness had swallowed her whole. What she wouldn’t give to be in civilization again.

      She cautiously moved closer to him. His heavy arm draped over her waist, its calming strength warming her.