Luke pulled into the driveway in a cloud of west Texas dust. He'd been out all morning checking cows and fixing fences. He was hot dirty and ready for a cold beer and lunch. As he walked around the front of the truck he caught a glimpse of his wife, Molly. Molly was watering her flowers in the front yard. She was in her usual summer Saturday kick back clothes, bikini top cut-offs and those well worn white topped boots she...

It was a hot July day in Texas, but there was work to be done. Luke was on his way to the shop next to the house to work on the ranch pickup that had broke down the day before. He wasn't looking forward to it. Luke was a tall man, mid-twenties, good strong build, but not bulky. He had dark hair and brown eyes. He opened the big roll up door, grabbed some tools and a creeper. He threw his weathered grey cowboy hat on the b...