Christmas Mail Order Bride - A Historical Mail Order Bride Novel (Western Mail Order Brides: Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
She buzzed around the house in a ferment of activity, infecting everyone, especially Matilda, with her spirit of excitement. “I only wish I could come with you,” the older woman smiled at her glowing cheeks and her sparkling eyes. “Well, why don’t you come, then?” Penelope suggested. “Even if you don’t buy anything, you’ll have a fun day out in town. You can help me pick out some things for George and Anders.” “No, I couldn’t,” Matilda demurred. “Why not?” Penelope pestered her. “I just couldn’t,” Matilda’s old eyes crinkled sadly. “It wouldn’t do any good.” Penelope didn’t press her any further, but attended to her own travel arrangements. She wheedled the money out of Anders, and he ordered the family carriage to be hitched up and assigned one of his men to drive her. Penelope straightened her hat in front of the mirror in the hall, just inside the front door.
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