Give me a few more minutes.” Sarah finished tying a yellow ribbon in her hair, adjusted her bonnet, and took the stairs to the front door at a quick pace. Checking the mirror one more time, she dashed outside, climbing into the buggy next to Geneen and her youngest sister, Isla. She couldn’t help the excitement she felt.They were going into town to celebrate her twenty-second birthday and her father said he had a wonderful surprise for her. How she prayed it would be the new horse she’d been asking for since she first spotted the mare at the neighboring Bell ranch. She’d been riding the same old mare since before they arrived in Oregon. Although sweet and dependable, Sarah was more than ready for the challenge of a younger horse.The one person she didn’t want to see in town was Wes Bell, the son of the wealthy rancher. His requests to court her over the last year had become tiresome, even intimidating. She’d expressed her disinterest numerous times, recommending he find another woman to pursue.
