Gone to Texas (Volume One): Jericho D. McCain, Texas Ranger
“Gone to Texas…is a remarkable work of fiction that harkens back to the ‘lawless west,’ in early Texas, a period that marks the first stage of what will be known in coming decades as the ‘Wild West…’” – H. Lee Barnes, author of The Lucky, a Spur Award Finalist
The year was 1845. It was Indian summer and deep in the Blue Ridge Mountains the entire McCain family was being buried — except for a lone survivor.
His soft voice was beginning to crack noticeably as he finally addressed the last grave. “I know this is probably the . . . the . . . last time . . . we’ll ever be together as a family. If Taylor had known, I know he’d be here too. I promise you that I will find Taylor and let . . . him know . . . about this. I will. You have my word. I love you, Pa.”
He stood, sniffed a couple of times, and wiped his eyes with a dirty sleeve. “Goodbye.”
Jericho never looked back as the flames began to flicker through the cabin’s open doorway, nor did he notice the smoke lifting lazily into the afternoon sky. He knew where he was headed. He’d been thinking about it ever since Taylor left. He’d have gone to find his brother, even if he hadn’t promised his father.
Texas – that’s where Taylor said he was going. Texas! The name had a good ring to it. A clean “starting over” kind of sound and that’s what Jericho wanted — a clean start.
“…Compelling, it tugged at me…hard to put down. I needed to read what was next! Descriptive and well-woven events are like magic to those of us who love Westerns!…A hit for me…”– Major Jerry R. Bailey, U.S. Army Special Forces (Ret)
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