Kissin’ Kate Barlow was one of the most feared outlaws in all the west…
Kate burst open the front doors to the sheriff’s office with an evil but happy smirk across her face, holding her gun firmly in her hand. She strode along the dusty streets. The Town of Green Lake was so silent you could hear a pin drop; apart from the faint tapping of footsteps from Kate’s diamond encrusted boots. She had stolen the boots from Trout Walker’s mother after being enraged at Trout for killing the only man she would ever love. Clearly the people of Green Lake had heard the loud ear-piercing bang that came from Kate’s gun as she proudly murdered the sheriff. She lay a finger upon her bottom lip, reminding herself of the feeling from Sam’s cushion- like lips as he passionately kissed her. Kate’s emerald eyes filled with tears but she quickly wiped them away. She knew she had to stop mourning Sam but still should keep the dreamy memories of her almost fairy-tale prince she had always fantasised over having as a young ambitious girl. Ever second of the three days since Sam’s death, Kate had been considering suicide:…show more content… The town had destroyed Kate’s teaching career and love life. She now knew how bitter, racist and disgusting the town was. So why stay? She shot the lock on the barn door, shattering the metal. The horse’s eyes twinkled like a bejewelled diamond, his head held high; rejoicing over his freedom and his future life of excitement and crime. Kate jumped on the back of the horse.
“Giddup!” she shouted as she hit the horse on the neck. They reached the lake. A weak-looking wooden boat was lying by the side of the lake. The lake was at peace. The scorching sun reflected on the sapphire water. The boat was luckily big enough to fit both Kate and the horse. Kate began to drag the boat into the shallow end of the water, which was surprisingly