The death of George's father didn't just leave him orphaned. It left him homeless in his own home. Now his uncle and cousin have moved in with their city manners and fine clothes, and the locals who once welcomed the Ackerman name now look at George with the same cold shoulder they give his despised relatives. Fifteen years old, half-feral on horseback, more comfortable with cattle than conversation, George finds himself stranded between two worlds: too much rancher for the newcomers, too much city boy for the men on the plains. Harry Castlemon renders the Texas frontier with muscular detail, tracking the simmering tensions between farmers and stockmen, the loneliness of a boy who belongs nowhere, and the slow, hard work of earning respect. This is a story about finding your people and proving you deserve to stand among them.
