Quote by Catherine Anderson
““Are you hurt anywhere?” Rachel demanded. “No, not a scratch. Just a little grimy around the edges.” “Lands, you are in a tangle. Don’t those Injuns have soap?” “Not a sniff.” Loretta laughed, feeling giddy, not quite able to believe Hunter had brought her here as promised. “Maybe that’s a bad choice of words. I bet I smell to high heaven.” “Like a little smokehouse.””
