Lotta Du Charms relished the feel of canvas around her legs, leather and horseflesh between her thighs.

She’d spent her orphaned youth working in Lula’s saloon. When she’d traded her downstairs housekeeping badge for a “bed-making” badge upstairs, it was under Lula’s protection and loving ear. Her choices were respected, any door opened never permanently closed.

Lula was wise that way.

Lotta’d left after midnight, Goddess Moon hanging full-bellied in the Oklahoma sky. Her purse was heavy, her shotgun loaded, knife glinting in her boot.

“Onward, Artemis,” Lotta whispered to her horse. They galloped off to the next horizon.

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2018) 

For Lula’s story , click HERE

Carrot Ranch Prompt (03/22/2018): In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the theme “follow your dreams.” Bonus points for throwing a badge into the tale. Go where the prompt leads.