Faithful by Janet Fox

Author:Janet Fox
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2011-10-04T22:00:00+00:00

I stared at the papers in my hand. Grandpapa was suing to become my guardian. And Edward was ready to ride to my rescue. It was everything I wanted, everything I’d hoped for—a return to Newport, to my friends, to wealth and position, to a young man who cared enough to rescue me. I’d have money and a home, and would not have to endure Graybull for it. I could have my Ghost back, maybe even Mina. I sank onto the stairs and stared through the glass panes of the front window, absorbing this news.

I should be rejoicing and yet I was not. According to Grandpapa, Papa had all but kidnapped me. Should Grandpapa win, my father would become a pariah. His lies would cost him whatever he had left in this world, including me. I felt ill at this thought. Though he had lied to me, and I wanted him to know the hurt he had caused me, he was my father; I didn’t want him to suffer that horror.

And there was my newly devised quest to uncover the truth. The timing of the letter, the telegram, so soon after I had resolved to find Uncle John and perhaps even find Mama, the timing was all wrong. I couldn’t abandon my search, not now. Not yet. Not when I could be so close to learning the truth. Even returning to Newport and to Edward’s arms was not tempting enough to lure me away from possibly returning to Newport with Mama and Papa together, as a family.

Edward. The perfect husband, perfect for a life of balls and society. But Edward didn’t send fireworks through me with a touch of his hand. I tried to remember what Edward looked like, and . . . nothing came to mind. Oh, I remembered our moment behind the stairs; a blush crept down my throat at that. But . . . Tom.

I couldn’t get Tom out of my thoughts. He both infuriated and thrilled me. I couldn’t leave Yellowstone without apologizing to Tom. I wouldn’t leave without seeing him again. I sat on the stairs and stared into the bright morning light, and had an idea. I went to find Mrs. Gale.

She was working in the Haynes Studios, examining prints. I burst in without even a hello. “Do you know where I might find Tom Rowland?”

She looked up at me with a bemused smile. “Even here in the wilderness, we try to maintain a sense of decorum. I trust you are well?”

I took a deep breath, ashamed. “Of course. I’m sorry, Mrs. Gale. I have to speak to him. It’s important.” I tried to stand still.

“Yes, I know just where the Rowlands are. I also happen to know that they are soon off to work in another part of the Park and are busy with preparations.” She paused as she took in my nervous anticipation. “Young Tom is out at the Wylie camp.”

My shoulders slumped as I realized that the distance to the tent camp was a buggy ride and not a walk.

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