May 25th, 2004

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Bandit King of Texas

Claudette had been watching him all day.

His steely squint in the sun, his wind roughened face; so different from the men she normally saw here in Paris, at the Restauration de Tableaux.

Why was Rocky Lane here? He had no need of restoration. He was meant to be weathered, shaped by life.

She wanted him. Wanted to take his hand, step down from this window and ride away on Black Jack, to somewhere that she could be queen.

Claudette, Bandit Queen of Texas.
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