“You Bought the Wrong Bride,” the Cowgirl Said

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What saved him was a stranger. A young cowgirl riding drag on a different outfit’s herd a mile east saw a riderless horse circling and went looking on nothing but instinct and stubbornness.

She found him half buried, cut a fire out of buffalo chips and sage with hands as cold as his, wrapped him in her own coat and blanket, and sat up continue reading …