The Excerpt
San Antonio popped up as sudden as a jackrabbit, surprising with both its size and rough edges. One of the oldest Spanish settlements in Texas and among its largest cities, in the final decade of the century, it was quickly transitioning from frontier town into bustling metropolis.
While history still shrouded the battle-scarred walls of the Alamo, the city itself was quickly becoming a popular winter resort spot for those in colder climes. Department store windows flourished, tempting cautious eyes that still kept a watch for raids from outlaws or Indians. Stylish beaus paddled their parasol-shaded lady friends along the wall of the river while horse- or mule-drawn streetcars allowed passengers to hop on and off to shop along Houston Street. Even with its own fire department, newspaper, brewing company, and vaudeville theater, one would be wise to remember that the safety of civilization was as recent as the pinch of new shoes.
Watching the bustling comings and goings along that rutted street, Martine was suddenly aware of her situation. Alone, in the company of two young men she didn’t know. Garbed in a patchwork of unsuitable clothing on the edge of what would become a new and, at the moment, frightening life.
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