It was fascinating for Emma and myself to see how Martha had seen what, for us, had been a night of sheer unalloyed pleasure. The old West was more complex than it has so often been portrayed – but more about that as we proceed. Suffice it to say for now that by the time …
The Cafe Ch. 01
I walked into the café and headed for my usual table. It was empty as always with a great view of the rest of the tables so I can people watch without being observed. I ordered my hot chocolate as always and sat down with my paper. To be honest with you I wasn’t here …