Lake of Fire
Chapter One
June 20, 1900
Above a scarf of morning mist, the Grand Teton blazed in a rose glow that would
not touch the valley floor for another half hour. Though the snowcapped peak towered
above Jackson's Hole, it looked so sharp and close to Laura Fielding she thought she
might brush the snow from a wind-sculpted cornice.
The Snake River's willowed bottomland and the jagged mountains were like
nothing she knew from life in Chicago. If she were home at Fielding House, she'd be
basking before a banked fire.
Laura wrapped her coat closer and stepped away from the red-painted coach into
snow-muffled silence. In last night's sudden storm, swirling darkness had forced the
driver to give up searching for the stage station. As the only passenger left on the
Yellowstone run, she had passed a restless night on hard-sprung seats, wondering if she'd
been wrong to defy her father and travel alone.
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