Josie_Bride of New Mexico by Kristin Holt

Author:Kristin Holt [Holt, Kristin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical, Romance, Fiction, Forever Love, Victorian Era, western, Forty-Seven In Series, saga, Fifty-Books, Forty-Five Authors, Newspaper Ad, short story, American Mail-Order Bride, Bachelor, Single Woman, marriage of convenience, Christian, Religious, Faith, inspirational, Factory Burned, Pioneer, Utah, Twin Sisters, Opportunity, Two Husbands, Utah Territory, Remain Together, One Couple, New Mexico Territory, Cannon Mining, Bridge Chasm, His Upbringing, Mining Workers, Business Cousins, Trust Issues, Threats, Twin Siblings, Male Cousins
Goodreads: 27870296
Publisher: Kristin Holt, LC
Published: 2016-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

Adam kept his eyes open on the way back to the train car.

No way would a thug jump him again without warning.

His side burned, but best he could tell, the knife wound had grazed his ribs and was shallow. It stung like the dickens but compared to the attacker’s obvious intentions, Adam had come through it blessedly well.

Josie had saved his life.

Back on the private car, Josie called to Karl and Milton. “Are you three safe?”

A quick conversation ensued, Josie insisted they lock the exterior car doors and watch for trouble.

Adam doubted the ruffian would follow them on board the train, but he supposed that would depend entirely on the man’s motivation. Why would a brute in Gunnison attack in daylight?

In the bedroom, he peeled off his ruined suit coat and vest. He pulled his damaged shirt from his trousers and stripped his union suit to his waist. He needed to get a look at the wound, clean it, and stop the bleeding.

Josie gave the staff a hurried list of instructions. “Boil water. I need scissors, Mrs. Bushnell, and your finest needles and dark thread— heavy thread, if you have it. Drop the scissors and needles into the water, the thread, too, and find me tongs or something else to use to fish them out once properly boiled.”

“Josie— it’s not that bad.”

He held a clean handkerchief against the wound and the bleeding slowed instantly. He pulled the gash apart with his fingers to assess the depth and sure enough, a mere flesh wound.

But Karl and Milton apparently believed her more than they believed him, for the men ran for the galley, apparently to boil water and gather her implements.

Josie stormed into the bedchamber, pulling off her new jacket and tossing it at the chair in the corner. She rolled up her blouse sleeves and washed her hands in the sink.

“I doubt I need stitches.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” She tempered her words with a soft voice, so filled with affection and concern he lost his will to argue with her.

“I don’t want you to go back out there while that ruffian’s loose,” Adam told his wife. “Either to find a doctor or to report the ruffian to the law. My priority is keeping you safe.”

“I’ll stitch your wound. We don’t need a doctor. I can handle this.”

“You’ve sewn up injuries?”

“Of course. My sister and I, and some of our roommates, never had money to pay a doctor’s fee.”

He couldn’t imagine what that must be like.

Josie washed her hands, working up a fine lather in the lavatory sink. She dried her hands on a clean towel and then assessed his wound. “Come out here and lie on the bed. I need the daylight to best see.”

He did as she asked.

Josie prodded with care. Took a close look, then pressed the handkerchief to the wound. The bleeding had nearly stopped. “You’re incredibly lucky. Another inch down, and he’d have pierced your bowel. An improved angle, and he’d have sliced between your ribs.

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