“You Bought the Wrong Bride,” the Cowgirl Said

married on the morning of the 23rd, Wyatt’s 30th birthday, in the yard at the Anchor, with the four hands standing witness and a circuit preacher who asked no questions he did not already know good answers to.

Josie wore her own canvas riding skirt, mended at one knee in a small pattern of running birds, because a woman does not stop being who saved continue reading …