Chapter 11: Two Years Standing – newsusdaily.com
Two years later, the Dakota Territory winter still bit with fierce intensity, but I barely noticed the cold. I stood on the snow-dusted front porch [more…]
Series: If no rancher in Dakota wants a three-hundred-pound bride, she can earn her keep in my barn or starve in the blizzard, my father declared as he pushed me onto the morning stagecoach.