I Found Something Strange In My Smoke Detector

pulled over by the cattle guard.

It was a woman’s voice. Younger than mine. Not local.

“Mr. Palmer?”

“Yes.”

“My name is Rachel Mendoza. I don’t know if you remember me. I worked with Travis at the firm in Denver. Two years ago.”

I did not remember her. I said so.

“He talked about you a lot,” she said. “About the ranch. I’m calling because – this is hard.continue reading …