His Precious Inheritance (Inspirational Historical Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Jonathan bounced up and down on Charles’s shoulders, his pudgy hands holding fistfuls of hair. “Whoa! Easy on the hair, Skipper!” Charles laughed, took a firmer grip on Jonathan’s chunky little legs and held them away from his healing blister. “We’ll be aboard the Jamestown in a few minutes, and you can bounce all you want then.” He aimed a grin at Clarice. “Whose idea was this, anyway?” Her gray eyes, shadowed by long lashes, sparkled with amusement. “Are you speaking of showing Jonathan the steamers? Or of carrying him on your shoulders?” Her lips curved. “Which—you may recall—I warned you might not be the best idea.” “He couldn’t see anything in this crowd.” “Doggy! Me see doggy.” “Ow!” He stretched his neck, trying to ease Jonathan’s pull on his hair. “He can now.” She grinned and looked up.
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