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The first thing the cowboy noticed was how quiet she was. Not shy. Not nervous. Just… quiet. The kind of quiet that didn’t belong on a hopeful young woman who had traveled halfway across the country to marry a man she had never met. Ethan Walker leaned against the fence outside the small train station, watching the last passengers step down from the dusty afternoon train. Most of them looked relieved to be there. Except her. The woman in the pale blue dress stepped onto the platform slowly, clutching a small suitcase like it contained everything she had left in the world. – Part 4
The first frost turned the grass silver in the mornings, and the sky took on that particular high Kansas blue that was almost painful to...
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