Under Montana Skies. Darlene Graham

don’t care for it.”

      “Is that where he’s from? Where he works? Seattle?”

      “Oh, not really. Adam can work where he pleases. He’s not tied to any one place. He has a house down in Aspen, too.”

      Laura was amazed. “What exactly does he do?” she pressed.

      Katherine snatched up a big battered pot and put it under the tap. After two nights of rain the water pressure was high and there was quite a din as the pot filled.

      “I sure made a mess cooking that big dinner. We’ll need lots of hot water for scalding.” She had to raise her voice to be heard. “When you’ve finished washing, I’ll dry. I know where everything goes.” She turned off the noisy tap.

      Laura wanted to quiz her some more about Adam’s work, but Katherine had already hefted the large pot full of water and was heading for the main room.

      “This’ll heat up faster in the big fireplace,” she explained over her shoulder as she disappeared.