Out to avenge the brutal murder of his baby sister, Jared gets tangled up with what he thinks is an underage, headstrong, tag-a-long, female.
Taking his last drag, he flipped the spent butt into the rutted street and turned back to the entrance in time to see a vision coming down the stairway in a cloud of white edged in blue. A pile of golden curls were heaped atop her head and held in place with blue ribbon. Jared stood transfixed to the spot. This could not be Annie of the boy's britches. This was a woman, not a mere slip of a girl. She stopped at the foot of the stairs, looking at him, smiling, then said,
"Cat got yore tongue?"
Yep, it was Annie alright.
Story inspired by life of the author's great grandfather, a Black Cowboy who kidnapped his Native American bride after a cattle drive from Waco, TX to Dodge City, KS. Their story, him a master horseman and her a trained to be a healer with herbs and
In this collection of Western fiction, I’ve endeavored to bring the reader a little laughter at the expense of my characters, even though they are at times engaged in life threatening adventures. Learn to say something nice to all of your enemies l
Story inspired by life of the author's great grandfather, a Black Cowboy who kidnapped his Native American bride after a cattle drive from Waco, TX to Dodge City, KS. Their story, him a master horseman and her a trained to be a healer with herbs and
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