A Bride for Donnigan by Janette Oke

Author:Janette Oke [Oke, Janette]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2011-04-12T20:00:00+00:00

They were sitting on the porch enjoying the coolness of the fall evening. Kathleen had placed her shawl about her shoulders as the evenings could become chilly. They had shared this quiet time for almost four full weeks. It seemed a long time to Kathleen—and she still knew little more about Donnigan than she had the day she had entered his home. She longed to know—but remembered that he might resent her prodding. If there was one thing that Madam had stressed over and over, it was that a man didn’t like being quizzed or nagged at.

Things had settled to a bit of a routine. Kathleen got the meals, did the laundry, kept the house clean. Donnigan cared for the animals, brought in the fresh pails of water and hauled the firewood. It seemed a good arrangement. In fact, Kathleen felt that she really should feel quite happy and contented. But she didn’t. Deep down inside was a loneliness that hadn’t been touched. In a way, she wondered if it really would have been that much different being a housemaid at Madam’s new country home. She stole a glance at Donnigan, wondering if he could read her thoughts.

What bothered her the most was Donnigan’s attitude. He still seemed to see her as a little girl. “Don’t you lift that heavy pail.” “Here, let me empty the wash water.” “I’ll build the fire.” “I don’t think the brown mare is ready for a young rider yet.”

It galled Kathleen. She who had not just been independent but able to care for herself on the rough streets of London, and had also been responsible for others since she had been ten, was now being treated as if she were six.

At times it was all she could do to hold her temper in check. She was not a child. She was not without wits or ability. She was much stronger than he credited her with being. She was committed to this marriage—as strange as it was—but she longed to be an accepted partner, even if not an equal.

And she did long to ride the brown mare. The feeling that she had experienced on the black stallion with Donnigan holding the reins was only a taste of what it would be like to be in control of her own mount, she was sure. She couldn’t wait to put her heels to the sides of the mare and sail over the brown hills and greened valleys.

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