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Baby Screamed Nonstop on a Stagecoach Until a Widow Did the Unthinkable for a Rich Cowboy
The stagecoach hit a deep rut and rocked so hard the passengers grabbed the seats like the wood might save them. The springs groaned, the lantern swung, and the whole box of it seemed to lift off the ground for half a breath before slamming back down into dust.
Two grown men looked like they would rather jump out into the prairie than sit through one more mile of it. One had already tried holding his hat over his ears like felt could stop misery, and the other kept shifting as if he might find a position where sound couldn’t reach him.
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