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Thanksgiving dinner come to call...Hi everyone.  To all of you fellow U.S. residents, Happy Thanksgiving!

The picture on the left was taken from my back door. It’s not great quality, but in case you’ve never seen one, that’s a wild turkey on our deck. Behind it in the yard is an entire flock. I’m not kidding when I say I live where bear, deer, and all kinds of non-domestic critters roam. 🙂

And now for my snippet. Today, I’m sharing a first look at Cur, an erotic historical western I’ve been working on.

Cur Villalobos intended to have the Conner property; it was easy to see the dead man’s women were down to grubbing for pennies and would be selling soon. The pine box Henry Conner lay in was polished to a shine, but it was the cheapest coffin made.

Cur pulled his hat low to shield his gaze as he studied Sara Conner. Her features were no more than a pale blob behind the ugly spectacles that hid most of her face, hair that seemed drab and lifeless had been pulled back in a tight bun, and she could be fat or skinny under the shapeless dress she had on.

Miss Conner wasn’t trolling the waters for a husband—at least not today. He grunted in satisfaction. She had few options to choose from. He might be her best one.

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Have a great week!

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