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PINE RIDGE, WASHINGTON TERRITORY, 1865 For one taste of whiskey, he'd even be willing to die again. Read the first page
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These are the most frequently used words in this book.
across
again
against
another
anything
arms
asked
away
behind
breath
chest
coin
come
day
door
down
enough
even
eyes
face
felt
fingers
first
floor
friend
front
gaze
get
ghost
glanced
go
going
good
hair
hand
head
held
hell
herself
hester
himself
inside
jackson
knew
know
last
lesley
let
life
lifted
little
long
look
looked
love
lynch
man
mavis
maybe
mind
moment
night
noble
nothing
now
own
pulled
rachel
reached
right
sally
saloon
sam
say
see
shook
side
smile
something
step
still
store
sure
thing
think
though
thought
time
told
took
toward
town
turned
two
voice
want
wanted
went
woman
years
