Trilby

Arizona, 1910

Dear Diary,

It will take more than threats—and one overbearing rancher— to drive me away from my rightful property.—When I inherited this isolated land near the Mexican border, I knew running it would be difficult and dangerous—very different from my privileged life in Louisiana, where I was the genteel Miss Trilby Lang. But I certainly didn't expect that my neighbor, Thorn Vance, would be challenging me at every turn. Or that his brusque, ruggedly appealing w…