Category Archives: Sandhill Cranes

 by Peter C. Conrad Mark stared out of the frost-edged window of the school bus and remembered that he took control of the situation when he did well in accounting the year before. Mark volunteered to do the books for … Continue reading →

by Peter C. Conrad Allen looked down from the stack of square hay bails to where his younger brother, Mark was. Mark had darker blonde hair and was one inch taller than Allen. Allen manoeuvred along the top of the … Continue reading →