Edward and Lila Monroe were born under the wide skies of Arizona — he in 1855, she in 1858 — and by 1881 they had carved a life from the harsh hills outside Tombstone. Their ranch was small, the fences worn, but their hearts were steady. One night, rustlers crept into the corral, killing their foreman and aiming to take the couple next. Edward took a bullet through his thigh, Lila took cover behind the boulders, and together they fought through the dark, the echoes of gunfire tracing their survival as tightly
Edward and Lila Monroe were born under the wide skies of Arizona
