She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Michelle and her father sat in the audience, Diane having chosen to stay home to prepare dinner. Wood started to his feet. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. ‘Well, water under the bridge is that, miss.
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