The Rock of Providence: A Western Frontier Epic

A captivating novel set against the backdrop of the Rockies in 1867. The village of Providence becomes the stage for a group of pioneering families intertwining their destinies, facing desperados, cattle rustlers, the raw forces of nature, and heart-wrenching tragedies that threaten their wheat farming community At the heart of Providence lies an enigma: a solitary boulder amidst golden wheat fields. This ancient rock is a marker for Providence, harboring memories--of lost hopes, past sorrows, yet the promise of inspiring dreams. As Providence grapples with life, the boulder stands as a silent witness to the threads of inspiration, wisdom and courage weaved through the lives of these pioneers and the owners of Henderson Grange Freight Company. Together they confront a ruthless adversary, Tyson Waters--a former New Jersey mobster that blackmailed his path to become president of the Rockland Railroad. Set in simpler times, "The Rock of Providence" invites readers to reexamine their own lives. Beneath fate's watchful eye, hidden consequences unfold. Rich characters and an evocative setting promise an unforgettable journey to the complexities of human existence and the mysteries of divine intervention. As the time drew out, Lydia wondered if Elton was going to show. Fears sat in and she worried he would arrive with his gang and these people she loved would get hurt. The emotion consumed her, as she shook from the cold and the fear. In the distance, the faint plodding of two horses eased closer. The moment arrived. She raised the trim on the lantern and the full silhouette of Elton came into view as the horses drew within thirty yards of her. With the brightness of the light now sufficient, it captured the details and the smile on his face. The truth needed to be revealed to him. "Elton, I'm not going back with you. I cannot betray these wonderful people." Elton's expression drifted from joy and anticipation to a distant look of betrayal and anger. He considered dismounting when the explosive massive flash and thunderous concussion of James's Hawkins split the air. He felt the heat and singe of the round tagging the tip of his ear. The jolt of fear and adrenaline rushed through his body as he heard the racking of four Winchesters from all around him. He assumed it best to say nothing as he heard a man yell out, "The next one is between your eyes. Clear out of here, if you come back, you will never hear the next round hitting you."