“Loretta’s gaze shifted to the child he held. Running forward with upraised arms, she cried, “Amy! Oh, Amy! He found you! Thanks… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“In a voice that rasped with frustration as well as tender amusement, Hunter said, “You have such a great want for me… — Catherine Anderson Long time Copy Share Image
“An hour later he lay awake beside Loretta, staring at the firelight that played upon the walls of his lodge. Red Buffalo’s… — Catherine Anderson Struggle for survival Copy Share Image
“My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.”… — Catherine Anderson High places Copy Share Image
“Can I have just a moment with the priest?” “For why?” “Just to ask him something.” Hunter’s grip on her arm relaxed.… — Catherine Anderson Time Copy Share Image
“Flashing her a mischievous smile, he said, “Maiden sent the clothes. Next time, you will not be wrapped in so much wannup… — Catherine Anderson Next time Copy Share Image
“Good-bye, my friend,” she whispered. As if he had heard her, Hunter reappeared alone on the rise. Bringing his stallion to a… — Catherine Anderson Friendship Copy Share Image
“Loretta Jane, I got me this deep-down feelin’ that we’ve bit off a hunk too big to chew.” “We’re fine. Trust me.… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“I come for the woman,” the Comanche repeated, never taking his gaze from her. “And I bring my finest horses to console… — Catherine Anderson Parenting Copy Share Image
“The Comanche rode in a wide circle around the frightened, riderless horses and tossed Amy into the arms of a fellow Indian… — Catherine Anderson Black hair Copy Share Image
“They would find their way west, just as the prophecy had foretold. She knew they would. The Comanche nation was doomed. There… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“Where are we going?” she asked. “You will see.” She cast an uneasy glance at the knife on his belt. Then her… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“She heard the coyote again. Hunter. “I’m going. He’s out there calling me, and I’m going.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Loretta turned her face against his chest, inhaling the scent of his skin, loving the blend of leather and smoke and oil… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“With the tip of his tongue, he outlined her ear. “ Topsannah, tani-har-ro. ” The words came out so slurred, she doubted… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Brushing her hands clean on her skirt, Loretta stared dismally at the fire. Light. Merciful heaven, why had she asked for a… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Blue Eyes, we have many nights to lie with one another. Forever, yes? Until we die and rot.” “Until death do we… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Once a man admitted his feelings to a woman, it either drew them together or wedged them apart.” — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Warrior beckoned to her. “Loh-rhett-ah, you come, eh?” Loretta glanced uneasily at Red Buffalo. To her surprise, he moved closer to Maiden… — Catherine Anderson Good enough Copy Share Image
“You will drink?” “No,” she whispered. Hunter uncapped the gourd and pressed it upon her. “You must drink, Blue Eyes.” “No.” Hunter… — Catherine Anderson Last night Copy Share Image
“Well, with Hunter as the father, I have to think of names he’d approve of.” “You call that child Running Water and… — Catherine Anderson Children Copy Share Image
“Hunter, why did you tie me to stakes again tonight? How long do you plan to do that?” “Until my touch is… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Over the course of the day, he revealed to her a boyish, mischievous side that she found enchanting. One moment he played… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The horses have all been found. No harm was done.” “It took us two days to gather them! On foot! I will… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Patience. Over the next five days, Hunter’s became as elusive as dandelion fuzz caught in a high wind. He was living with… — Catherine Anderson Grown man Copy Share Image
