It was a mere one week later, while she and Yvonne were tending to the store, when a tall, handsome stranger entered. Vaden’s heart began to pound furiously, for his resemblance to Ransom Lake was undeniably obvious. He was perhaps even taller, and his own black hair was completely grayed at the temples. He wore the clothes of a man who had great wealth, and his eyes were the deepest of blues. He was not as striking to look at as was Ransom Lake but was very handsome all the same. “He’s here,” Vaden whispered under her breath as, for a moment, she felt it difficult to stay conscious. “He looks remarkably like…” Yvonne began, but the man removed his hat and approached the counter, and her words were lost. “Pardon me, ladies,” he began. His manner of speech was confident and well-enunciated. “I’ve come to town in answer to a…excuse me, but my explanation is rather complicated. I’m looking…rather, I’m told there may be living nearby a man whom I believe to be my brother.”
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