She looked me overfrom head to toe and back. She then had me turn around and continued herinspection. I began to feel like a freak on display. As I ca...e to againface her, she gave an affirmative nod of her head and then started towalk toward me. She came up to me, leaned in, and addressed me in a lowvoice."This outfit works for the look you want and you wear it well, youshould be a most appealing target. The only addition I would recommendwould be tennis shoes. They will make any. The rest of the posters were filed in the nearest bin of scrap paper used for starting cooking or heating fires. That got me a grateful nod, so I was on my way to becoming a responsible citizen of Cheyenne.Later on that day I went to the marshal’s office to ask what he knew of men I might track down for the reward. He did have one rumor for me: Jake Hosser, a man wanted for train robbery and worth $120, was sighted up in the hills west of town. Unfortunately, Marshal Brady could not be more. He homed in on a shot of her friend Anna Marlowe, second row down, left page. Diane and Anna had been ‘BFF’s’ since before that term existed. It had extended into their lives all through college (they went to different schools), and beyond.“What’s up, Sis?” he asked.“Aw, Sandy, I can’t talk now.” She replaced the book in the box and turned to her brother. “Could you go make some coffee? I’d like to talk in a while. I always liked talking to you.” Sandy gave her a knee-hug and she hugged him. His influence seemed to seep more and more into what she and Howard were doing and enjoying, and this was intolerable. Before... before that horrid camera had been given, her husband had been so kind and gentle in his ways of love, had seemed to understand that she wasn't some salacious glutton, but a sensitive, moral wife. But no longer! She seemed to be unable to keep up with his growing needs, to expand into the world of abandoned, licentious sex where nothing mattered except debauched.