Excerpt from "Savage Wilderness":
Rachel blinked back tears as she stared at the burned out log cabin. The savages were gone now, and there was no trace of Ralph. Perhaps it was merely wishful thinking, but she had the feeling he was out there somewhere - alive. That feeling, as well as memories, were all she had left of him. She would cling to them with all her strength.
Right now, her greatest task would be reaching Fort Osage. Twenty-five miles in one day was a lot, even for Ralph. But Ralph had long legs and seemingly endless energy. She was weak from childbirth, and uncertain of the trail. And then, there were the savages to avoid. What evil deeds were they committing at this moment, and where were they lurking?
