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Lucy was set to enjoy a weeklong vacation in Wyoming with her gal-pals and nothing would stop her. Used to cold weather, she let her friends sleep in while she hit the trails on the snowmobile to get some good photos before the big storm hit the area.
Famous for her poor sense of direction, Lucy got distracted by the beautiful scenery near the National Park and got lost. Lucky for her, her rescuer was a handsome, single firefighter who knew just how to take care of trespassing strangers.
Written by Elaine Wilder
Published by AmorBooks
They named her Lucy. Her mother said she was named for Lucille Ball. Her father said it was for the always-present but ill-fated best-friend character from the Dracula novel.
As she sat on the idling snowmobile, feeling her heart beating rapidly beneath her Gore-Tex jacket she definitely felt like both a goofy redhead and a soon-to-be dinner for some unseen predator.
She was lost in the unfamiliar woods and a storm was coming. What a dumbass.
Lucy’s eyes watered both from the cold and fear. She should have listened to Cindy and Anne and waited for them. The three of them had come out to Wyoming for this week-long retreat — a girl’s getaway. They arrived yesterday and Lucy couldn’t wait to explore the nearby trails on the provided sleds…
