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1 " using the ticket she purchased for you! She will also try to open some doors for me once we arrive. I am speechless. Beyond words.” She dashed at a tear that had slipped from her eye. “Well, I’ll be,” Hunter said. “That’s pretty nice. That leaves us some time to have a few more shows.” Dichelle laughed. “That is exactly right, my amico. That’s precisely what we will do. A few more golden eggs for the Bright Nugget.” Gabe Garrison rode down the street with a ranch hand from the Broken Horn, a sack tied to the back of his saddle. The two stopped in front of the laundry house, dismounted, and untied the sack. They disappeared "
― Caroline Fyffe , Whispers on the Wind (Prairie Hearts, #5)
