Widows Whiskey and Willow SwitchesChapter 4
She sprinkled a pinch of the salt she�d carried all the way from Kansas City over the roasting fish, ignoring the irritating cowpoke stomping behind her. The disappointment at losing her claim rankled, but she was a sensible woman. There were other claims, though none so nice as this one. She held in a snort of laughter when she thought about his crazy idea of marriage. Why he thought it would be a good idea was beyond her! They clearly didn�t suit. She wasn�t cut out for taking another...