Born into a society tolerant of homosexuals, River Otter is confused by the white culture’s persecution of such men. As the war begins to wind down, Otter leaves the only home he has ever known to help Major James Morrow, commandant of Ft. Yanube, build a farm north of the fort. He begins a new life with the handsome major while coming to grips with growing hostility toward natives and rising danger from a local militia bent on eliminating all bloods from the territory.<br><br>As his physical attraction for the blond soldier slowly grows into a love perilous to both of them, Otter is distracted by personal challenges. As he struggles to survive the social and political upheaval sweeping the plains, can remain true to his own set of values?

River Otter

“Thank you. Thank you so much, Mr. Otter.”


“Most people call me Otter. When did you eat last?”


“Three days ago. That’s when we ran out of food. We weren’t prepared. Nobody told us how bad the winters were.”


“This is a hard one. The snow is heavier, and the air is colder. Snowmelt will come late, I think. Mrs. Tiller, we’re going to be stranded in this cabin for quite a spell. As you can see, it’s just one big room except for the bathing room and a storage closet or two, but we’ll manage.”


She had shown no embarrassment whatsoever in stripping her husband naked in front of me, but now her cheeks reddened at the realization of how closely we would be forced to live.


Chapter 69