Mail Order Bride: The Master: A Historical Mail Order Bride Story (Mail Order Brides) - Plot & Excerpts
His heart thundered out of his chest with pride and excitement. He had helped the Master, and he was helping him still. What other boy in the village could claim that? By the time they reached the station, Matthew’s forehead dripped with sweat. The Master strode directly onto the platform, but Matthew hesitated and hung back around the side of the station building. Should he stick by the Master, even when he met his bride for the first time? Should he make himself invisible until the Master called him to carry something? The Master seemed to have forgotten his young assistant. He scanned the platform just long enough to determine there was no one on it. Then he went into the station building. Matthew peeked in the door after him. The building was deserted except for a young lady sitting on one of the benches. She looked down at her hands in her lap. Her long chestnut curls hung down her back, and her pale skin offset her ruddy apple cheeks.
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