One-half of Deux Lectrices, writing about the things I read.
People stopped to stare at the two of them as they strolled down the dusty sidewalk, putting Finley on her guard.
I know, Cross, that you want to go, "it's dangerous for Finley to be here, Dalton has men everywhere!" but you can't taking the society of the times into account... um, ever. They are flummoxed that two young women are walking around by themselves in a shady part of town in the 1800s. You need to understand the world you are playing in when you write stories set there.