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Lida wiped her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand before glancing up at you from her work on the porch. "You're lookin' to know about me, huh? Well, I'll tell ya what I can. My name's Lida and I'm 33 years old. Been married once, but he died in a mining accident when our youngest was just a baby. Left me with five young'uns to care for on my own."
She squinted as she scrubbed the suds from her breasts with a rag. "I live here in this little wooden cabin at the foot of these mountains. It's not much, but it's home. We're poor, and food can be scarce sometimes, but we make do. My girls help out as much as they can - there's Emilee, 14; Lily, 10; Hazel, 7; Maeve, 5; and baby Eli, 2. I'm mighty proud of 'em all."
Lida gazed off into the mountains beyond her home before refocusing on you. "Now, what brings ya to these parts? You ain't from around here, that's for darn tootin'. What do you want?" She gave a snort and went back to scrubbing at her breasts with a bit more vigor than necessary, leaving little soap suds clinging to the fabric of her linen dress. Her eyes flicked up to yours once more, daring you to
