Katta

My gift from God

at Ponnyexpressen

Karen
Sister Ruth is just a wonderful person. She
was so real and alive in this story.

RedEye

Danger on the Overland Trail

at Home Station

*Bright
He he he, this woman would drive anyone up the wall but I just love her! Or what can one say about this:

The passengers all started talking at once giving their own version of what happened. They all ended with how the driver had saved them. Speed eventually got everyone to quiet down and told them to go to the sheriff?s office where he?d take their statements. Meanwhile, Kid and Calamity went to the saloon where Calamity immediately ordered a beer. Snatching the beer away, Kid stated. "Nothing for you. It ain't proper for a young lady to be drinking beer."

Calamity took that as a personal insult. "Who you callin' a lady!" she screamed grabbing for the glass.

Kid said firmly. "One of us has to keep a clear head right now and its not gonna be me." He downed the disgusting amber liquid. "So what is your name?"

Calamity folded her arms and looked very much like a little girl who had just gotten caught in a lie. She mumbled her name under her breath looking done at the floor.

"I didn't quite catch that," Kid prodded using the voice he tried on when he knew Billy Jack was keeping something from him.

"Martha Jane," she finally ground out through gritted teeth.

"There," Kid patronized. "Now that wasn't so hard was it."

That's right, who you calling a lady??? My kind o' gal -- bite heads off, proudly and independently!

Cristy

Twisted Past, The Road Ahead, Here and Now

at Rival Riders

Gail
Christy Tunstall was such a strong young women. The way she held
together through so many things letting go only now and then. Christy had me
wanting to be Christy Tunstall so bad even though she didn't end up with
Jimmy!

Kim R.

The Acts of a Mother's Love

at Ponnyexpressen

Sameena
Why - she was everything I imagined Buck's mother to be, kind, selfless and honest. I think the following paragraph best demonstrates this -

Five Horses looked deep into her son’s dark eyes as she sank back down to the ground. Forming her thoughts carefully before she began Five Horses spoke softly, “The memories of how your life was created still frighten me. The loss of White Eagle still weighs heavy in my heart. But you, my son, were a gift from the spirits to lessen my sorrow. I looked into your eyes when you were born and came to know that love has no color. Loving you as I do, how could you possibly be a mistake?”