She loaded the shotgun. and tied it to the horses’s saddle. She patted the huge black creature affectionately. He was going to get a lot of exercise tonight. She checked her makeup and dress one last time. Everything was ready. All she had to do was wait until dark.
The ranchers and the miners, the outlaws that were stealing everything they could get their hands on out here in the ‘lawless frontier’ wouldn’t see her, she told herself.
They wouldn’t see the old farmhand’s daughter. They would see La Llorona. And she would be the last thing they ever saw.

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