Billy had hoped that somehow upon his return to the restaurant that the girl he had left there earlier wouldn't be so beautiful and so tempting. He figured it would be a lot easier that way. But if anything, he knew that she was even more so, more beautiful....and more tempting. __________________________________________ As he looked at Rabekah's strawberry blond hair, curls and big brown eyes, he was sorry that he had teased her in a serious tone of voice. "She's too young, but she could sure hold a man's interest," he thought to himself. "Good thing I'll be out of here in an hour or two." W-Z The times are ripe for a right of passage and the coming of age in the post civil war era. It is early in the spring of 1867 and Billy Woodard's young life is about to change yet again. With the death of his older brother, Daniel, at Cemetery Ridge in '63, Billy had joined the Union army before his sixteenth birthday. The end of the war didn't bring an end to the challenges he would face, and in time the young cowboy steps his foot into the stirrup and swings into the saddle. He begins a journey westward that will lead him to two beautiful sister's hearts. Rabekah is a tease and a treasure and too young for a former civil war soldier, soon to be twenty. Her sister Sarah Jo Cochran has married and moved West from Missouri far away into Colorado Territory, and soon there will be big trouble brewing at the Cochran Ranch. The seven years in age difference and the many miles that separates Rabekah and Sarah Jo refuse to cast a shadow over A SISTER'S CONCERN or to diminish her Love. Is it possible that God will use one young trail worn and troubled cowboy to make a difference in both of their lives? Follow their struggles and triumphs in the RABEKAH AND SARAH JO SERIES. Friend, saddle up and come along for the ride. I have ten books written in the BILLY WOODARD SAGA and pushing for more, and I can sure use your company on the journey. I HAVE WRITTEN THEM TO BE READ IN ORDER: BOOK ONE THROUGH TEN ETC.... I'll get a fire going if you'll get the pot and makin's out of the pack saddle. The creeks running cold and clear and we can visit and maybe even swap a story or two before the fire dies down and we have to call in the dogs. Thanks Pardner....