Red Lipstick by Mary Lasher

Red Lipstick by Mary Lasher # Marion gently holds the reins as the chestnut mare guides her way back to her familiar home. As they round the bend about to cross over the wooden Sycamore Creek Bridge, the horse stops short, lurching Marion and the buggy forward before coming to a complete halt. A scraggly...

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