Genevieve of Tombstone
by John Duncklee
Alone at 17, I went to live with our neighbors. The man of the house took a fancy to me, stole my virginity, and I run off. On the stage, I met a woman who taught me to survive by way of the world's oldest profession in Tombstone. A sweet man asked me to marry him-my life changed again. Happy, we worked hard, but nothing stayed the same for long. Life dealt me some blows, but made me strong.