Sharon Poppen
“I can find my own words.” Liam harrumphed as his fingers circled the brim of the hat. “What I’m trying to say is, this ruse of me being a gambler and you my woman isn’t going to fool this Drake fellow. He may be low life, but someone’s bound to tell him who we are. San Antonio’s a good-sized city, but it’s still small enough that word gets around.
“Liam, I’ve got to try.” She slipped her feet into a pair of black dancing slippers. “Look, folks saw us walking around town in worn, dusty cloth...es, not the way we look now. And, we moved to this new hotel. The Gold Mine Saloon is a good six blocks from the bordello and in between are scores of saloons and bawdy houses. Hank and Charlie said Drake and Johnny were going to meet up with them at the Gold Mine.”
“I should drag you away from here and take you to Aunt Emiliana’s.” Liam opened the door. “But, come on. We’ll try it your way.”
***** Hannah set a mug of beer at Liam’s elbow.MoreLess
“Liam, I’ve got to try.” She slipped her feet into a pair of black dancing slippers. “Look, folks saw us walking around town in worn, dusty cloth...es, not the way we look now. And, we moved to this new hotel. The Gold Mine Saloon is a good six blocks from the bordello and in between are scores of saloons and bawdy houses. Hank and Charlie said Drake and Johnny were going to meet up with them at the Gold Mine.”
“I should drag you away from here and take you to Aunt Emiliana’s.” Liam opened the door. “But, come on. We’ll try it your way.”
***** Hannah set a mug of beer at Liam’s elbow.MoreLess
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