Her Hero

It was perilous going down, carrying a person as Devonte was. They made it back to an altitude where Katie could be choppered out two days late, low on resources and battery life on the walkie talkie.

Devonte read about her exploits on the mountaineering websites. He was mentioned a few times, but not in any depth. And that, he thought, would be the end of it. Of course the comely young white woman would get more coverage, her being a journalist to boot. But as winter started to settle in, there was a surprise knock on the door, and a surprise visitor: Katie Jefferson. She bounded in, hugging him tight.

"I got a break period between projects," she explained. "And I thought I'd do what I never got to do in-depth: a profile of my hero." She beamed, while Faith watched uncertainly from the kitchen.