Colin Hall’s entire family was dead in a traffic accident on Easter Sunday of 1911, at noon as the church bells rang in the gothic belfry.

The Choctaw woman looked through the back of her moving wagon and saw a man riding alongside her horse, trying to steal it.

"Lark, have you ever had a woman?" No, he said but he had come close. "As close as we are now?" Suzannah asked. He shook his head and smiled