Skyler Hawk: Lone Brave. Sheri WhiteFeather

that’s all.”

      But why? “Are hawks dangerous?”

      “No.” He smiled a bit nervously. “Not unless you’re a rodent.”

      She peered out the tiny kitchen window yet saw nothing but the neighbor’s fence and the trees beyond it. “Do you think it was searching for food?”

      “Maybe.”

      He raked his hands through his damp hair, and she noticed they appeared steadier. Maybe he had the right to be jumpy. He had, after all, been in a fight the night before. Then again, a hawk? Maybe she should question Edith about it. Sky certainly wasn’t an easy man to understand.