Falling for the Lumbersnack
An unexpected encounter leaves two people falling faster than the leaves in autumn.
When my parents retired in Forest Grove, Montana, I followed. They were only getting older and I wanted to be there for them.
After securing a job at the ranch in town as a lumberjack, I attended the open house to meet everyone and introduce myself.
What I didn’t expect was meeting her. The curvy, younger, single mom.
One look had me falling faster than the trees I cut.
The small town beauty was all mine.
She just didn’t know it yet.
