He said nothing, not through supper, nor while they shared the task of putting the children to bed. But now as they sat at the table drinking coffee, separated by inches but miles apart, he had to know her plans. “Looks like you had a good day.” “Why would you say that?” “You’re different. There’...
As Abigail waited for the youngster to make his decision, she inhaled the scent of coffee, molasses and pickles wafting from barrels on the floor. To celebrate her first payday at the Cummingses, she’d buy her nephews a rare treat. The proprietor, Seymour Manning, wearing an apron over his clothi...
He’d probably gone to the saloon, spending his morning profits on liquor to fill more bottles and, more than likely, himself. A hand-lettered sign boasted in bold letters: CURATIVE FOR HEADACHE, STOMACHACHE AND INSOMNIA. What some people would do to make a dollar—uh, three dollars. Though her fat...
Callie had pushed to ferret out his secret, destroying the camaraderie they’d shared. Before she learned the truth, he’d finish his search for his mother and get out of town. With a grunt, he shoved the wooden handles of the hedge shears together, cutting off the branches of the overgrown evergre...
Still, he knew Emma’s absence hadn’t brought this sense of emptiness. He wanted to be with Addie. Too much. He felt split down the middle, with one side, the rational side, telling him to run the opposite direction, while the other side hungered to see Miss Crum, to savor her goodness. But he did...
Or so Carly Richards once believed.No doubt she looked the part of the grieving widow as she stood alongside Max’s grave clothed in black, her gloved palm resting on her young son, unnaturally quiet and still beside her. Yet the eyes Carly bowed shed no tears. In her chest, her thudding heart bea...