A review by redroofcolleen
A Thief of Time by Tony Hillerman

4.0

"...it was no more than a breeze, still from the southeast but almost too faint to stir the sparse gray sage and the silver cheat grass of the Nokaito Bench. The sedan rolled across the San Juan River bridge below Sand Island in a dead calm. Only the smell of dust recalled the wind."
T H I S ! ! Hillerman makes me fall in love with words and the Southwest over and over again.