Susan does a wonderful job of painting life in the Wild West. Her vivid descriptions transported one directly into the town of Fergus. And herein I believe lies the real character of the book - the time period itself. The book did not center on any one person or even a hero and heroine. There wer...
Bethany came around the greeting card display rack with a smile. “Time for coffee.” “I’m almost finished. Be right there.” Petra swiftly sorted the last handful of cards and inserted them into the rack’s slots. All morning she’d helped her sisters clean the new store and u...
“Is there anything else?” he asked. Laurel shook her head. “I don’t think so. But I was afraid to open the bedroom closet.” He strode into her room and Laurel hung back. He heard her gasp as he yanked the door open. A few clothes and a plastic hange...
“Mom, I’m sorry things went badly in there,” Robyn said as they walked toward the car. “No, honey, don’t be. You were wonderful. He was rude and made assumptions he shouldn’t have made. I’ll be glad to see the back of him tomorrow.” “Me, too.” Mom smiled at her as she unlocked the car. “Are you s...
They had driven more than halfway to the little church when Sally said, “My pa says there’s an electrical storm coming when the air’s all breathless like this.” “Some folks can feel it comin’ on,” Mark said. He didn’t offer another word on the rest of the ride, and neither did Sally. She was too ...
He shoved his hand in his pants pocket and pulled out Cy Fennel’s old watch. No getting around it. The stage was an hour late. Micah Landry came out of the Nugget and strode across the street toward him. “No sign of them?” Griffin shook his head and came to a decision. “I’m going for the sheriff....
So many distractions in summer. Ben was off working for James Dudley today, and John fidgeted. Every sound that reached them through the oiled paper window of the meetinghouse called to the ten-year-old boy. The oppressive heat found them, even inside the big building, though it was cooler inside...
“I should have called ahead and talked to the supervisor.” Neil rose and began to pace. After another fifteen minutes, his name was called. They were led to a cubicle where a clerk whose name tag read “S. Martin” asked Neil how she could help him. They stood for ten minutes while she searched on ...
The villagers were glad to have the five men back, and the women prepared a huge supper that evening. The next few days were dedicated to preserving the meat and making the lodge and the new house tight for winter. The people moved their things into their winter quarters, ...
She settled back against the soft upholstery and smiled at her friend in the light of the streetlamps.“Well, Joe, how have you been these past few weeks? I hope you’re over that nasty cold you had after Christmas.”“Yes, I think I am, finally.”Jillian found herself watching the back of Dave’s head...
“Can you play it?” he asked. She nodded. The eager light in his brown eyes made her happy. She looked at the army scout called Cat. “Ask him if he wants me to make music,” she said in Comanche. “I’m sure he does,” Cat said. She smiled and walked to the other side of the table. Slowly she turned t...