READER'S ROCK LIFESTYLE MAGAZINE VOL 2 ISSUE 4 NOVEMBER 2014 Vol. 1 Issue 4 October 2013 | Page 70

Lisa Day
Lisa Day fell in love with reading Historical Romances
years ago. Never did she think she'd want to write
one, nor see her writing in print. Lisa is a 'Jersey
Girl' who headed south and stayed. If born in the
1800's she would have been in one of those
covered wagons going west. Since her husband
and their dog love the invention of air-conditioning
and her preferences for the other modern comforts of
her home, Lisa now travels back in time to the wild west in
her mind.

In 1859 the opportunities
for women are scant
unless one wishes to
take a chance. Calico
Benson, a gently-bred
woman who wants the
security of marriage and
family, answers an ad in
the “Matrimonial News,”
where men advertise for
wives. Along with five
other women, Calico
sets out on the Santa Fe
Trail hoping to find love
at the end of the trip.
What they all find is
nothing short of a hellish
nightmare of a journey.
Follow Calico and the
others while they seek
safe haven at the end of
the Santa Fe Trail. Join
them as they meet both
the civil and the savage
on their passage.

Excerpt
Excitement filled the air. Anticipation pulsed
through each man as the group of six hid along
the ridge. Thunderous noise deafened any words
spoken between them. It didn’t matter. These
braves worked together as a team many times
before
On hands and knees they moved closer to their
goal. Running Bear took the lead. Tasa followed
closely behind.
The skin of the old buffalo robe bore heavily
down on Tasa. Thick unsettled dust that formed
from the herd’s movements stung his eyes and
choked his throat. His body, which glistened only
moments ago, now dripped with sweat as the
sun’s rays beat on the dark animal skin. A few
more steps and he would be next to the herd. His
arrow already found its place against his bow.
Well defined arm muscles tensed in readiness.
Since the herd was already moving more than at
a leisurely pace, once the braves exposed
themselves the danger would increase tenfold.
The pack would stampede.
As if in a choreographed dance, the braves threw
off their burdens and fired rapidly into the nearest
bulls. Tasa’s strong legs kept him running along
side of the large animal. Reloading and firing until
all quivers were empty, two of the mammoth
beings went down.
The disturbance unsettled the remaining large
beasts. In a group, all responded in terror. The
rambling thunder increased, and the earth
danced as it carried the vibrations.
Hunters sought refuge behind the fallen creatures
as the pounding hooves of the frightened herd
careened over the bodies of the lost. Finally, only
a few stray enormous animals remained as if
uninterested in the events happening around
them. Three more buffalo sacrificed their lives for
the good of mankind before the day was over.
Running Bear led the songs to the Creator, giving

thanks for the bounty from this day’s work.
Unlike hunts in the past only the men took part
today. There would be no women, no children, or
old men to help.
The few other people were back in camp, nursing
the ill. This band had separated from the main
tribe as they moved to their summer grounds.
White man’s disease had come to them. Two
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