She Tried to Rob His Wagon, He Let Her, Then Said, “You Forgot One Thing—My Last Name”

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Arizona territory, 1879. The sun was setting behind the red cliffs when she pulled a revolver on him. "Step down from the wagon," she said, voice low, hands steady. "I do not want to shoot you, but I will." The man holding the rains blinked against the sun, then slowly raised both hands. "All right," he said. "But if you are going to rob me, you sh... Read More