Love For Lenore by Regina Tittel

Author:Regina Tittel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic, historical inspirational christian shortstory romance lovestory, helpmeet
Publisher: Regina Tittel

Chapter Six

Lenore shifted in the saddle to put as much of her back to Heston as possible. Silly woman- ha! He hadn't thought she was silly when he pulled her outside in front of the preacher. The nerve of the man.

She pictured his arrogant red head, purposefully refusing to acknowledge his eyes. Father had always told her to steer clear of red-heads. Ruled by their tempers, they'd never be able to offer her the life he felt she deserved. He about to be disappointed.

They broke through the last stand of trees as the sun was setting and her family's wagon came into view. Lenore let out a whoop and kicked her heels into her mount. Heston's growl toward her actions was thrown aside as her little brother came into view.

Lenore pulled her horse to a halt and jumped down. Henry was in her arms in seconds. Holding him had never felt so good.

"Let me look at you." Lenore knelt to the ground and took in his every feature. "It seems like a life-time since I left."

"Ah, Sis," the six-year old pushed her hands away from his face with embarrassment. "You've only been gone a couple days.

Lenore nodded her head solemnly. "Yes, well a couple of days can cause a lot of change."

She glanced behind her and noted Heston. He'd stopped a distance away to give her this time with her family. Did he expect her to explain him to her parents? If so, he'd soon learn, she could act like a red-head, too. This whole marriage was his idea. He could be the one to tell her father.

With the thought of her father he appeared, limping the same as when she'd left for help.

"Lenore!" He encased her in his burly arms. "You made it back, and with help."

Lenore followed the gesture of his hand to Heston who began walking toward them. "Father, this is Heston Miller."

If her father felt ill toward the man because of his hair color, it didn't show. He shook Heston's hand with a good-hearted nature. "I'm, Castle, and I thank you for your assistance. I was so worried I'd made a mistake allowing Lenore to leave."

Heston's eyes trailed to Lenore as a knowing smile followed. "You made no mistake, rest assured."

Her father cleared his throat, seeming uncertain of Heston's meaning. His gaze took in Lenore's clothing as worry filled his eyes. Lenore broke the awkward air and asked about her step-mother. "Where's Zoey, Father?"

"She might still be napping. This cold has threatened her health. I've encouraged her to get more rest."

Lenore took note of the concern in his voice. He lost his first wife in a similar way. She couldn't bear to think of him having to face that again.

Heston stepped back and opened a pouch on the pack-mule. "I have something that might help."

Lenore widened her eyes in surprise. He was offering to help her step-mother? Shame over her surprise quickly followed. Of course he wanted to help. He wasn't a bad man, just . .

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