ranger
with
Yellowstone
National
Park,
he
made
the
state
his
permanent
home.
By
the
time
he
retired
a
year
ago,
he
had
been
president
of
the
Association
of
National
Park
Rangers
for
the
past
five
years
and
had
accumulated
a
vast
amount
of
land.
“Well,
if
you
decide
to
stick
around
I’d
like
to
show
you
the
sights.
I
spent
a
lot
of
time
here
as
a
kid
while
visiting
my
uncle
Corey
and
know
my
way
around
pretty
well.”
A
smile
touched
the
corners
of
Madison’s
mouth.
“Thanks.
I
might
take
you
up
on
that.”
She
then
asked
quietly,
“Just
what
type
of
person
is
your
uncle
Corey?
I
know
Durango
said
he
was
harmless
and
trustworthy,
but
I’m
trying
to
come
to
grips
with
what
there
is
about
him
that
made
my
mother
act
so
unlike
herself.”
Stone
glanced
over
at
Durango
and
saw
the
smile
that
tilted
his
cousin’s
lips;
he
was
grateful
that
Durango,
for
once,
had
the
decency
to
keep
quiet.
The
rumor
that
Uncle
Corey
could
make
even
the
First
Lady
stop
being
a
lady
was
something
Madison
didn’t
need
to
know.
Chances
were,
if
she
asked
anyone
working
at
the
Silver
Arrow
about
Corey
they
would
gladly
enlighten
her
since
his
reputation
was
legendary.
Stone
didn’t
really
know
what
he
could
tell
her;
her
mother
being
on
his
uncle’s
mountain
didn’t
make
much
sense
to
him,
either.
He
couldn’t
wait
to
get
Durango
alone
to
get
the
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