Jasmine Kisses by Kathryn Kaleigh

Jasmine Kisses by Kathryn Kaleigh

Author:Kathryn Kaleigh
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KST Publishing


CHAPTER 27

Becca looked around her bedroom as the morning sunlight streamed in through the window.

In a moment of frustration, she’d pulled all her dresses out of her bureau and had some of them spread across her bed and others she tossed into the corner of the room.

It was past time to get rid of some of the ripped and threadbare dresses she’d been holding onto. Somehow they seemed to be the first ones she pulled out when she opened the doors to her bureau.

After spending about twenty-four hours tending the sick men, she’d fallen onto her bed and slept like the dead.

But before she’d come up to her room, she’d checked on Daniel.

Like the other men, his fever had broken and he was recovering nicely.

He’d wake up soon.

She wanted to be presentable for him. To look like someone a man like him might want to talk with.

Not to look like a street urchin.

So she’d rummaged through her most disorganized bureau until she found a suitable dress. A blue cotton dress with small embroidered white daisies scattered over the material.

She’d done the daisies herself.

That was before the war destroyed her way of life.

Back when she had time for leisure activities like needlepoint and reading for pleasure.

Nonetheless, it was still one of her favorite dresses.

Gathering up the mountain of blue skirts, she sat on the edge of a chair and laced up her boots.

Then she brushed her hair and pulled it around over her left shoulder.

Feeling much more presentable now, she left her room in total disarray and headed back down stairs.

She felt so much better. So rested. But she couldn’t remember ever being so exhausted. She’d worked hard—treating the men.

Daniel should be awake by now.

As she went down the stairs, her gaze was pulled toward the parlor where she knew he’d be.

He’d been there for almost three days now.

He would be awake and up soon now that his fever had broken.

She made it to the door of the parlor.

The blanket had been neatly folded and left one side of the sofa.

Daniel wasn’t there.

Joshua, Daniel’s second in command, a man who never seemed to rest, looked up from where he was mopping the floor.

That was a sight she’d never expected to see.

A Yankee soldier mopping her floors.

She put her hands on her hips and gave up trying to fit the Joshua’s image into what she’d expected from the enemy soldiers.

Joshua smiled.

“Good morning,” he said.

She quickly returned the greeting, but her gaze was locked on the empty sofa.

What if things had turned and Daniel had died?

The very thought nearly brought her to her knees.

But Joshua seemed to understand before she even had time to figure it out for herself.

“He’s out back,” Joshua said. “sitting on the veranda.”

“He’s better then?” she asked, relief shooting through her. “It worked?”

She and Joshua had spent hours administering the broth to the sick soldiers.

She hadn’t told him that it was supposed to be a treatment for yellow fever. She didn’t want to frighten him, especially if she was wrong.



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