Death Valley

     " Catherine sank to her knees beside Jasmine, and they both bowed their heads. Into the silence of the night, Catherine's voice floated. "Dear Lord...please protect Abigail. She's alone, she's frightened...she needs You terribly. Please Lord, protect her, show us where she is. I pray we can find her. I pray we can bring her back safely to Jasmine, to Weaton, to her people, her home. Thank you, Lord."

There was a pause, and the sound of grass blades brushing against each other in the breeze permeated the silence, and then Catherine breathed, "Amen."

     " Squinting, she stared at a dark spot on the saddle. Sudden realization hit her, and with it, the urge to wretch. The dark spot was clearly blood, and it was still wet. 

A girl. A family. A dilemma.

When Jasmine Slade returns from boarding school to find her parents resting in shallow, hastily dug graves, she is determined to find their killers and avenge their deaths.


The McKay family, driven from their ranch by a drought, come to Weaton with high hopes for a successful future. but somehow they find themselves caught in the middle of a feud. 

Will Jasmine get what she wants, and can the McKays survive yet another difficulty?

Status: Draft One

Prompt: None

Notes: #1 in Tindra Ranch Chronicles series

Genre: Historical Fiction

Setting: Old West Montana (1875)