Stranger's Love

<p><strong>Who am I? Where am I? What's happened here? These were questions going through the lovely red-haired beauty stretched out on the sandy dirt trail.</strong></p><p><br></p><p>With bright sunlight in her eyes she tried to focus on her surroundings. She had to get up but everything in sight was fuzzy. She felt her head and discovered a bloody gash on the back of her skull. Crawling to an overturned covered wagon she managed to stand. On the ground lay two corpses. Who were those people?</p><p><br></p><p>Lightning flashed and loud thunder meant a storm was brewing. Oh Lord please protect me. She had to find someplace to ride out the bad weather. A trail often led somewhere so she stumbled along until she came upon an opening in the thick forest. There in front of her stood a quaint log cabin. Thank you Lord for leading me to my safe haven.</p><p>***</p><p>After riding with the sheriff's posse for two weeks Jack Mills was looking forward to his big cozy four-poster bed. He rode into his barn fed and bedded down his horse. Hurrying to the cabin door he discovered it was locked. He banged and shoved until he woke up a beautiful curly redhead that was as round as his washtub. Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you in my cabin?'</p><p><br></p><p>The girl responded. I don't know. I have lost my memory.</p>