We met when he was 17 and I had just turned 17 years old a young lady built for society coming from a rich family and a boy whose family came from Ireland before living in New York to call home. But it didn't happen that family wanted a new opportunity for them in the West a different state so they traveled to Wichita, Kansas. My mother died when I was 12 from an illness and my father remarried two years later to a woman called Gabrielle Danvers who was Native American "Comanche" to be precise but then when I turned 17 years old I was in town doing some errands for my step-mother she needed things from the General Store when I bumped into a body I looked up and saw Billy Antrim before me. "Pardon me sir I wasn't watching where I was going," -Alessa "No that was my fault Miss I let you drop your sack of beans and flour"-Billy Antrim My heart fluttered when we made eye contact with each other then he bought me what I had lost but since the shop keeper knew me it was free Billy and I thanked the owner. I had heard stories of the famous Billy the Kid making a name for himself a famous gunman and outlaw while I knew that my heart belonged to him.
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