At my daughter’s wedding, my son-in-law ordered me…

high places.

I was up before dawn as usual, but this morning felt different. Every sound seemed amplified.

The coffee maker gurgling, my boots on the hardwood floor, the distant lowing of cattle in the east pasture. Today was the day Alan Peterson would learn that some secrets have consequences.

Robert called at 6: 15. We’re about an hour out from the continue reading …