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Marigold

She was a gunslinger from way back. She kept this under her hat. A secret from everyone except the women she avenged. They called her Marigold, because of her flowers. When women who had been wronged learned of other women wronged, They came to her in the middle of the night. She was unknown as a gunslinger in this backwater town. They thought of her only as preacher’s wife. Preacher was always gone, preaching at a hanging or a revival. The women came and told her what had happened. After she verified it, she brought out her guns. Problem solved.

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Date: 9/5/2020 9:07:00 AM
She's a bit of a tough one! A preacher's wife/gunslinger...where do you come up with these?
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/5/2020 1:24:00 PM
My personalities fight all the time about whether or not one of them has "gone too far" but this was not one of these times. It helps to be with children all day long; your imagination always has to be at least half a step ahead of them, so you can pretend you are the adult.

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