Chapter 7
“Good mornin’, Miss Garvey,” the stagecoach driver said as he took her ticket. “You didn’t stay long.”
“No,” she said. “My business was concluded sooner than I expected.”
“Well, I hope you’ll come back soon.” The driver extended his hand and helped her up to the seat. “I’m expectin’ a few more passengers, and the horses are being watered, so it’ll be a couple of minutes yet.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Although she could never admit this to anyone, she had learned a long time ago when Nate Love had come into her life that she was attracted to men like Jude and his gang. When she compared them to the men in Boston, the poor slobs didn’t stand a chance. But to be fair, she must remember that Jude and those like him were of a different breed. Their ways were wild, so much so that they s
