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Date Posted: 07:56:09 06/12/01 Tue
Author: Lady Lidia
Subject: She walks in...

The 23 year old lady walked into the store, heels clicking on the wooden floor. Her emerald dress was covered with a thin layer of dust, and through the glass door you can see her horse, a grey steed. A large and gaudy hat sets atop her blond curls, and head of thick hair. You can be almost certain she is an American, especially since she wasn't dressed well for life in the West, and her fine clothery. The long and full dresses would not serve well for every day life out here, yet she was new, and had no idea how things would work.

Bright sapphire eyes seem to hold a mystery, yet quite plainly you can see the pain in them, and you wonder what from. She surveys the store, her nose wrinkled in distaste, yet if she only knew how things were in the West she would be grateful for a store as nice as this. Her eyes rest on the store owner, and she takes a deep breath as she walks over and begins to speak. She never had spoken very well with strangers.

"Excuse me sir, but I'm new here and am looking for a place to settle. A terrible... accident occured back at home, and now I have no where to go."

As much as she had shed tears over the horrible accident back at New York, and dwelled over the subject, tears still came to her eyes as she thought of it. Terrible, just terrible...

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