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Quotes from Robert Vaughan

You know who," Jack said. "I mean Flaire, of course.
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boots on. We're goin' after the devils.
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Excellence in Western Fiction, is a member of the American Writers Hall of Fame and is a Pulitzer Prize nominee.   Vaughn is also a retired army officer, helicopter pilot with three tours in Vietnam. And received the Distinguished Flying Cross, the Purple Heart, The Bronze Star with three
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romantic ambitions, there wasn't even such a place for her
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They did it," the man said.
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but there was no way he could hold a target
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Mean To His Horses seeks the approval of others, and not finding it, heaps it upon himself.
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some time. Been prayin' for 'im, though. You
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around, but most of the
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days.Behind the bar was a painting of a reclining naked woman. Over time, several would-be marksmen had tried to augment the painting by putting bullet holes in strategic places. Most had missed.
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He remembered the often-unsung words: Day is done. Gone the sun From the lake From the hill From the sky. Rest in peace Soldier brave God is nigh. . . .
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series of misadventures
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You are a very beautiful girl, Rosita," he said. "Thank you, senor" Rosita answered.
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to flee the shooting. After
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men come by, looking for her since she left." "Have you heard from her?" "Not directly, but one of the girls that used to work here heard from her. She said Chantal
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I beg your pardon?" Matt asked innocently.
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Order Range Wars, now
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asked, his voice tight.
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the dance, Katie and Gid sneaked outside for a breath of fresh air. As they walked
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Now they emerged upon a great prairie, an expanse of rumpled short-grass plains with occasional clumps of trees dimly seen in the distance, like tiny islands in a sea. This was the western border of a scattered belt of forest land, about forty miles in width, which stretched across the country from north to south, from the Arkansas to the Red River. This oddly fashioned landscape was called the Cross Timbers.
~ Robert Vaughan