“It’s a beautiful place, isn’t it?” Stefan breathed as he looked around. He had caught up with Katrina on their way to the outbuildings behind the ranch house that was now considered their “home”. “So beautiful, but different. Reminds me more of western Alberta than of the Maritimes.” He mused as he glanced over at the woman, who merely grunted in reply and hugged her coffee mug closer to her body.
It was far too early to be up. Only 2 am by her internal clock and her body was definitely not coping to the time difference, with only one day to adjust thus far. Giving a quiet sigh, Katrina took