Viktoria was sick of being dusty, sore, and all the other things she’d been the last three years. She was sick of being turned down and laughed at, of being told that what she wanted was impossible and stupid.
Mostly, she was just tired.
For three years she had been searching for someone who would avenge the loss of her husband and their ranch hands. Sure, there had been men willing to go after the outlaws, but never her way.
Because Viktoria wanted to be there. She wanted to see their faces and for them to see hers. She wanted them to feel as she had felt when everything she had known was stripped away from her.
Eeee I LOVE IT. You go Vik!