Dark secrets plagued the Town with No Name and fear lived in the hearts of its people.
That was before the nun appeared on the horizon like a mirage on a hot sunny day. A well-used pistol swung from her hip while a rosary crucifix dangled loosely from her closed fist. She came with no horse, no wagon and no donkey. Only the two legs given by the Lord propelled her into our little desert home.
But was she here to save us or was she her to bring justice to those that deserve it?
