The first time he saw her, it was love at first sight. He was in a bar and it was the forties, in Butte, Montana, and women unescorted by men in bars were rare. Which is why the woman’s uncle, when he saw her there with her sister, got up and chased the pair of … Continue reading When the Arrow Hits Its Mark
"Butte doesn't change. It's a tough town, even if it does have a coffee shop."