"Hello, Marshall Dillon." A beautiful brown eyed brunette holding bags said closing his office door behind her. Matt looked up and a smile grew on his face.
"Carly. Carly Winter." He said getting up approaching her.
"You're still as handsome as ever." She whispered. She got on her tiptoes and kissed him. Matt allowed it until the thought of Kitty came to mind.
He cleared his throat and took a few steps back, "It's good to see you again. What brings you back to Dodge?"
"Oh, I see. I missed you. I thought leaving you, I could find someone better but nobody is Matt Dillon. I even missed the small town and my friends." She answered.
"It's been 7 years. We're glad to have you back." Matt replied.
"Are you glad?" She asked.
"Sure, I am." He said. "I'm meeting Doc for an early supper. Would you like to join?"
"That old man is still walking around. I would love too." She exclaimed. Matt held the door for her and they took the short walk to Delmonico's.
"Doc, look at who I found." Matt said holding her chair out for her. Doc stood up, acknowledging her presence and sat after she did.
"Carly Winter, it's good to see you. How was it in Denver?" Doc asked.
"It was mighty fine, old man. How is it here?" She asked. Matt took a seat next to her.
"Nothing changes in Dodge. Now Matt have you seen Kitty?" Doc asked concern setting in.
"Not since last night. She's mad at me so, I don't think she wants to see me." Matt obviously was bothered by that and Carly picked up on it.
"Who's Kitty?" Carly asked. A man walking by heard and interrupted.
"Miss Kitty, Miss Kitty Russell is the finest redhead woman whoever stepped foot on Kansas soil. The Marshall is a lucky man to have a woman like her by his side. There ain't a woman prettier than Miss Kitty no offense ma'am." The man tilted his hat and walked off.
Carly cleared her throat, "She's your woman?" She asked.