Buchdetails
Beschreibung
Western romance
Novella - 116 pages
Excerpt Copyright 2010
Emily abruptly turned to fire-haired Maggie, the beauty she blamed for stealing the man she'd marked to marry when she grew up. After Margaret had roped Roy the woman had insisted on sending ranch-bred, horse-loving Emily off to a Philadelphia finishing school, to "rid her of horrid vulgarian manners."
"Well blast and dang," Emily poker-faced, "I didn't keep my arm tucked close to my side, and I showed more than an inch of ankle when I crawled out from under that desk." She slapped a hand to her forehead in dramatic fashion. "Shucks! I also violated the first rule of public A lady does not draw attention to herself by shooting bank robbers."
She slanted a wry grin at Margaret. "I guess Miss Dinklenberg's "Good Form" class didn't trail break me after all."
"Heck Em, forget Miss Dinklenberg! You shot all proper-like." Roy looked into Emily's sparkling eyes. "Pretty miss, who taught you to shoot so sharp?"
Emily beamed. "Aw, one of them Eastons. You know. The homely-lookin' one."