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bad theology She couldn’t convince him that he was a good man— a kind man, a moral man. He had grown up spoon-fed on brimstone and sinnery— told he was destined for eternal damnation. So ironic, she thought, that religion made God's work so much harder; kept so many good people away from the church. But she hoped God worked His magic out there, when he was out on the plains— the morning mist rising off the river; his long, strong legs wrapped tight around the warm muscle of the horse, his breath, rounding in perfect halo about his head. -30- ...

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