Mail Order Bride- Springtime by Sierra Rose

Author:Sierra Rose [Rose, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mail order bride, romance, clean romance
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing
Published: 2018-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“I TRULY BELIEVE, IF she’d held a Colt .44 in her hand, and known how to fire it, I’d be a dead man, right now.” Ben’s aggrieved pronouncement was made in low tones to an attentive Gabriel Havers, in the farthest corner of the area to which they had retired.

“That hot under the collar, eh?” The doctor clucked his tongue and shook his head, both at the same time. An admirable talent. “Reckon you’re lucky that you’re still standin’ upright, then, insteada bein’ measured for your coffin. That girl does seem a feisty one.”

“How could I have gone so far wrong? We’ve been married one day. One blasted day! And I couldn’t feel less married than—well, than ol’ Balaam, that I rented this mawnin’ from the stable!” Ben took a long hard swallow of whatever kind of bootleg bourbon resided in his glass.

Gabe snorted, not unsympathetically. “Must be some kinda world record, I would say.”

From returning the horse and buggy to Norton’s Livery, the hapless newlywed had wandered to his own mercantile, dolefully unlocking the door and sneaking inside, only to potter from this to that to the other. Finally, putting away what he had disturbed, and writing out a few last-minute instructions for his capable assistant manager, he had locked the door again and taken himself over to the Sarsaparilla for an early supper. It was a fair bet that there was no way on God’s green earth he would get a meal from Camellia tonight. No matter how poor a cook she might be.

Fortunately the Café provided not only a hearty bill of fare but also liquor, in unending supply.

It was with a plate full of good hot beef stew and a half-empty bottle that Gabriel, stopping by to reward himself after attending to a difficult labor on one of the neighboring farms, found him.

“Man, you look like you lost your best friend,” he observed. “And since, to my knowledge, it is me, myself, and I who serve as your best friend, I know that ain’t true. What’re you doin’ here, when you got a wife at—”

“Either shut up and sit down,” growled Ben, with feeling, “or get out. I’m in no mood to deal with your malarkey.”

“Holy Hannah. You’ve done gone off the deep end. What happened to get you in such a lather?” Ignoring the burst of spleen, Gabriel yanked out a free chair and signaled for the waiter. “I’ll have what he’s got,” he placed the order in an aside. “May’s well bring along an empty glass, too.”

Silence reigned at their table for a few minutes, while conversation ebbed and flowed in the other parts of the room, crockery clattered, and Ben sullenly but methodically plied his knife and fork.

“Tasty?”

“Yeah.”

“Fillin’?”

“To a tee.”

Gabriel was tired. He had spent a goodly number of hours working to extract a reluctant baby from its anguished mother’s womb, and he was physically drained from the effort. It had been a touch-and-go situation, toward the end, but fortunately he had brought both safely through perilous waters into safe haven.

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