This story is dedicated to my grandmother, Marsha Williams. She who taught me how to ride a horse, love my life, and who gave me my first taste of working with children. She who encouraged me to write "the next great American novel." She is one of the many women who fostered my imagination and helped me grow into the person I am now.
February 21, 1951-July 9, 2018
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Ranger Rising
FantasyEveryone has their place in the world. Fate is inescapable so it does little good to fight it. Lena Rivers has been told this her entire life. She's a farmer's daughter. One day she will marry, have children, and be a farmer too. That's the way thin...