ANOTHER DAY OF SOBRIETY. Colin McIntyre slid into his usual booth at Mag- gie s Diner. Less than a week back in his home- town, and already he d fallen into the old routine. Sobriety, Idaho, was that kind of town. No wonder he d left--and no wonder he kept asking himself ~vhy he d returned. Denise brought his coffee without having to be asked--straight black, no cream, no sugar. \"Pancake special this morning,\" she said. \"Fine,\" Colin told her. She walked away, slapping a towel at the crumbs on the next table. Colin drank his coffee and looked out the window. A few summer tourists wandered along the street, pausing now and then at the redbrick storefronts. In the distance rose the mountains of the Idaho Panhandle, blanketed thickly with pine. Admittedly the view was majes- tic-but the whole time Colin was growing up he d wanted to get beyond those mountains. He d been restless. Unfortunately, when he d finally left town
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