Sam Finds Love (a western romace)
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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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one, Sand stepped down the steps of the stage coach from Casper, Wyoming. I am here! She shouted to no one in particular. Her stomach did flip flops as she put her hands on her hips and feet firmly on the ground. I'm just so excited. I think my heart will burst, she smiled, thinking about the start of her new life. She dusted and shook out her full skirts. Her hat was askew, so she adjusted it, pushing some stray red hairs back into place. No, I'm not going to miss ST Louis. Did someone come to meet me? The ride was dusty and had been rough over an almost non existent road. Four tired black horses went from the exertions of the last fume. Difficult Miles pulled the coach. Henry, in his dapper hat with a three piece suit, stepped from the coach. He turned to assist his fragile new bride, Elizabeth. Oh, my Sam, is this the town where you plan to live? Said Elizabeth Ah, fellow traveler. Sam looked at the people and prosperous looking storefronts down the street. Yes, it is, I must say. I'm looking forward to my new adventure. I trust you realized what you're getting into, said Elizabeth. Oh, yes, I'm so excited. Plainville is my new beginning. She threw out her arms to include the whole town. You seem so sure I need to find the office of the attorneys where I'm going to work. Do you think it will be accepted into a man's world? I'm no longer dependent upon someone else. Sam, in spite of the nerves, rattling like jumping beans in her stomach, gave Elizabeth a confident smile. I know this town, no matter how small. It's just the place for me to begin my business and have a home. I won't miss. ST Louis Elizabeth's husband, Henry, took hold of his wife's elbow and walked toward the stage coach station. If it could be called that, it was nothing but a big old building containing a saloon and looked like it was ready to fall. Even the field mice had abandoned it long ago. Are you hungry, my dear? I'm sure you're ready for something to drink. He nodded towards Sam to ask her to join them. Thank you, Henry. I need to be on my way to find a place to stay. Come along, Elizabeth. We have time while the horses air changed before the coach leaves. Nice to have met you, Sam. I hope it's all satisfactory to you on your new journey, not wanting to leave her, Sam said Elizabeth, Please stay overnight until your stomach settles. Traveling has been such a hardship for you and thought her husband was expecting too much of her. Thanks, Sam, but I'm sure it will be all right once I have something to eat and drink, she replied. Henry wants to be on his way. Therefore, I must do as he says, but you must consider your health, Sam lowered her voice. Maybe what Henry wants isn't what's best for you. Oh, no, He's thinking of both of us, and I'm sure he's right. Well, then I do wish you and Henry well in your marriage. I pray you find what you're looking for in your new quest. I'm sure you'll be better once you're settled in a new house. All this rough traveling has been difficult for you. Sam could see Henry wasn't listening to her because his attention was on Elizabeth. She was pale. Her cheeks were puckered. Sam hoped Elizabeth wasn't going to vomit again. The poor woman had done nothing else all the way here. Maybe eating something would make her feel better. Now I'm on stable ground. Maybe my stomach will settle down to. I hope I can eat breakfast without it being upset. The saloons double swinging doors opened, and out came a little old man wearing a well worn, sweaty hat as well as thick glasses, with one ear piece broken, leaving one ear piece fitting over his left ear. He walked toward the platform as if he had been expecting someone. The stage coach. Drivers set one medium sized brown valise on the platform. He tipped his hat before pulling down the trunk, tied with the other baggage from the top. Sam nodded to the little ban with one ear piece trying to speak through the dust of the air. However, he glanced past her, looking for a samel G from ST Louis. Sam used a thumb to point to herself. That's me. You tilted his head. Then his glasses tip, too. Sam kept herself from grinning. He frowned. It was expected a man with the name of Sam. He had crooked teeth, with two missing the men over at the attorney's office were saying a man by the name of Sam Old Give was arriving on the afternoon stage. He flashed another gap to smile. There's gonna be a mighty spry. Sure enough. Ah, powerful surprise. Ah, wouldn't get too settled in if I were you. No surgery. Seeing as you might be headed back to ST Louis on the next stage. Which, by the way, isn't until next week. Mm. The first person I meet is ready to send me back. I'm sure I can show him a woman can do the job. This little guy won't get the best of me. Who does he think he is to judge me? Because I'm a woman. He's of no significance. But then who am I to judge him? Sam was dressed in her traveling attire. A tight fitting bodice with a full skirted dress made a beautiful plaid wool material and a brown bonnet with a small red feather. She carried a satchel with relevant papers proving her capabilities as an accountant. She smiled at the man, not allowing his Mattis hops rampage to continue. Do you know where I can find a clean place to stay? Yeah, our record over to Miss Purdy's pronouncing it Purdy's. There's always a vacancy. Can you provide a way to take my luggage to Miss Purdy's old Joe can? Sam hastily rummaged through her satchel. I can pay for the delivery. He hitched a finger for her to come. Then, without waiting to see if Sam followed, he walked around to the side of the building and down a few stairs. He stopped at the bottom, then pointed the way to the boarding house. It was just about a block down the street, however, being a small town, everything was just down the street.