"I looked around warily, just as the boy had done.
Thanks.
She\'s worked as a hired hand ever since her Papa took the foreman\'s job on the Miller ranch in Sonoma.
I\'d been warned again." It\'s 1858, and Charlee LeBeau isn\'t your typical girl.
A shiver ran up my spine.
A sudden gust of wind had caught a loose canvas and snapped it against a mast.
Nobody was there.
Suddenly, a shot rang out beside me I jumped away from it so hard, I nearly tumbled into the water.
The dock was deserted. "I looked around warily, just as the boy had done