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Journal Entry 1 by Kiptos from Singapore, n/a Singapore on Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Dang it all! Janet cursed her luck. If she hadn't been late, the robbery would've been fine. Her pa wouldn't have died, she wouldn't have promised to go legit, and she wouldn't have found herself in this dusty litte town pretending to be an oh-so-proper schoolmarm. Ha! She could definitely teach these kids a thing or two. Fooling the school board wouldn't be a problem... as long as she could remember not to cuss. It was the marshal she really worried about. He looked rather suspicious when he heard she'd knocked out a bully and shot a rattler to bits. His keen silver eyes seem to drink her in and strip bare her soul. But in his strong arms, she could forget she'd ever been a member of the notorious Garret gang he so longed to capture. She could forget she'd crippled his brother. But would she ever be able to convince him her love wasn't just another con job?
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