Deep down, he knew this duck, this day, no matter how good it had been, could not have made up for the things they had already lost. As they turned off the main highway onto a rutted two-track, Tom glanced over at his son and wondered what Casey would be thinking....
Generally, he would have welcomed the chance to leave the hunter behind and go alone to finish the hunt. It would’ve been a good way to end his bear-hunting career. But this time, he couldn’t. Kernels of snow splashed from the tracks for several feet in...
