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She had seventeen cents, a carpet bag, and a return train ticket — the last proof she had of anywhere left to go — that had just blown out of her frozen fingers into the Montana snow. The stagecoach that had brought her to Silver Creek was already gone. So was every other option she’d had.
PART 1 The cold in Montana didn’t ask permission. Beth had known cold in Philadelphia — the kind that pinked…
BY ducanh8386
20/07/2026
