Joab's Fire by Lynn Squire

Author:Lynn Squire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HigherLife Publishing
Published: 2011-12-15T16:00:00+00:00

“Who is this that darkens the counsel by words without knowledge?” Pastor Perkins’s soft voice resonated with power. “Be a man, Joab.”

Chapter 25

Sarah Black lifted the delicate teacup to her lips and sipped the sweet berry tea. One could almost imagine sitting in a proper dining room in a proper hotel in Barrie, Ontario.

Mrs. Clumpit’s artistic flare showed in her bouquet of dried wildflowers. Though they are nothing like the flowers that grow in Ontario. Sarah sighed and set her teacup on its saucer. One should focus on one’s present situation, not the past.

She blinked and lifted her gaze across the restaurant. Several vacant tables made the room feel cold and empty. Perhaps it was just the late hour of the morning, but she could not help but feel her neighbors were avoiding her. She supposed her behavior of late was not so congenial. She must have looked a fright when she came in last night. And then to blither on about mother the way she did. She blushed and ran her finger along the edge of her cup.

On the other side of the dining room sat a man whose features reminded her of Lord Dunsbury. His height equaled the lord’s and the unmistakable chiseled jaw— so strong. So powerful. Not to mention the blond hair with red hues. Heat rose up the back of her neck. He was the most handsome man she had ever known.

Her fist tightened around her serviette. Perhaps dwelling on the past was not such a bad thing at a time like this. Lord Dunsbury had provided her with many happy times. She stretched her fingers and smoothed the cloth on her lap. After all, in times of adversity, such as what Joab and she had endured, shouldn’t one remember the good things in life?

The man smiled at her.

Her heart fluttered like the butterflies that Lord Dunsbury had released in her father’s cornfield—a token of his undying love, he had said. The stranger’s pale face and blond hair could very well have been the lord’s but for the braid.

Tipping his head and smiling like the lord, the man rose from his seat. “May I have the pleasure of introducing myself to you?”

Wasn’t that what Lord Dunsbury had said the morning she first met him along Shanty Bay? He looked so handsome in his straw hat and black cane with a gold topper. However, her father had thought him too forward. “Sir?”

The stranger glided across the room and sat in the chair before her. He then proceeded to pull his gloves off, one finger at a time.

Her breath caught in her throat. That was the very thing Lord Dunsbury would do.

“You miss Ontario.”

How could he know she came from there? “Yes.”

He lifted his chin and smiled. “After all you’ve been through, I’m sure you wish you’d married Lord Dunsbury.”

Sarah studied her gloved hands. How could this stranger possibly think these things when he didn’t know her? And, oh yes, how she did long for home. “Sir,

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