Novel & Cerita Montana State Library

“You’re officially part of the family now, and it’s open game on pranks.” Montana nods, smiling. “I know you are concerned about leaving LA women for the cows in Iowa, so I arranged a welcome party for you. Call it Midwest hospitality.” “Thanks for putting me in my place. Now, escort the cow out of my room then sanitize everything before you carry my bags up.” Montana scoffs loudly. “Um,” she says as she climbs the stairs. “I’ll lead the calf from your room, but the room’s already clean. Your bags are your own problem.”

September in Missoula has a quality of arrival. Not the end of summer — Montana summer ends earlier and more decisively than that, doesn't wait for September to make the announcement. September arrives already knowing it's autumn. The mountains confirm it first, the peaks getting their first serious snow while the valley is still warm enough to eat dinner outside. The aspens start their turning. The river changes register slightly, quieter, more considered. Maya notices all of this because she has become, over seven months, someone who notices Montana.

"Oh, Montana! Logan is not around at the moment." Montana waved her off. "Oh, no! I actually came to see you." Mrs dos Santos frowned and turned to the waitress on her right. "Will you manage?" She asked, and the girl nodded but gave Montana a suspicious look. "Please, let's talk in my office." She led them inside, and Montana ordered Chad to stay inside the restaurant before she followed the old lady to her cramped office. "I'm sorry about the mess, we have been quite busy, especially your brother."

I paused as he interrupted. "Oh, my goodness! How did you know all about that?" he asked with disbelief. "I love reading and I read about various subjects which include the history and constitution of Montgomery, Tennessee, and other states in the US," I said. "Wow...I must say that I'm impressed with your intelligence and that you love to read. I have lots of books in the library on various subjects. I allow all my staff to go there to read or take any book they want to read, so, you are free to go there anytime you like," he said with a smile.

Cat It’s our typical Monday morning on Wolfe Ranch twenty miles outside of Baker, Montana. Baker is a small town of about two thousand people but is widely known in the world. This sleepy little town had more going for it than just the cattle industry. There were other things around here to enjoy. There are three packs of werewolves that surround my property of three hundred acres. There’s one pack to the east, one to the west and one just north of us, leaving the south open to who knows what.

I turned slightly in my seat to look at Daxton as I spoke. “Another pack was supposed to move here, but they were wiped out before they could. With them gone, the area was unclaimed but it wasn’t advertised. I only found out about it when I was looking for an area that was nearby.” Daxton glanced at me briefly before giving his attention to the road ahead. “That makes sense.” I nodded. In the vast state of Montana, cities were few and far between. It was one of the places where our kind has been able to live in hiding for centuries. Everyone in Montana seemed to value their privacy and avoided certain areas.

We could get anything and everything to help our charges and us. Montana was a place I always wanted to visit, but never thought I would get the chance to. It was one of the states that Jadelynn and I had on our bucket lists. This was not how we imagined getting here, but it was still magical if it brought me to her.

Tanner says, turning his laptop around so Mack could see the screen. “One is in Wyoming, another one in Oklahoma and one in Montana.” Tanner says, before asking “Montana, Montana, Montana…. Why does that sound familiar?” “I had that run-in with Shaba at that diner.” Mack answers. “I remember that, it was in Dillion. This can’t be a coincidence this one is located in Bond Mt, just north of Dillion. According to the website, it is owned by a Ms. Madison and the company’s product is none other than wolf figurines, but I have never seen a regular wolf pose that this before.” Tanner says zooming in on the picture.

Lyle was just as happy to be out of there as I was. *** I forgot how beautiful the sky in Montana was, and when it came into view, tears filled my eyes. I was finally home, and it felt so damn good. Anaconda was the town I grew up just outside of. There were nine thousand people here, but many local ranches around the outskirts. The sight of the mountains took my breath away. The sun drifted closer to the mountains as it began to set. It would be dusk by eight o'clock. “Where are we, Mommy?” Lyle asked.