Mail Order Bride: Christy (Orphan Brides Go West Book 1) by Holt Vivi

Mail Order Bride: Christy (Orphan Brides Go West Book 1) by Holt Vivi

Author:Holt, Vivi [Holt, Vivi]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Christy
Published: 2016-02-18T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER EIGHT

Christy

“Here it is,” Brent said, stretching his arms to show Christy his farmhouse. “It’s not much I suppose, but it’s what I call home.”

The homestead lay in front of them, a beautiful hewn timber structure with a solid roof made of thatching and a wide verandah flowing around the outside of the building. The structure had faded in color under the sun, and had a soft brownish-grey hue, that stood out against the greens and yellows of the grasses surrounding it. There were several good sized glass windows along the front of the house and they looked out over a weed infested front garden, and a dusty wagon track that circled in front of the house and meandered over to the solid square doors of a tall timber barn.

Christy was close to total exhaustion by the time they reached the house, but the sight of it made her wake up. She opened her eyes wide as she looked at the sprawling building. “Wow. You’ve got room for a large family and more inside there! I can see why you were lonely living all alone in such a place!”

Christy stopped talking all of a sudden, blushing when she realized what she’d said. Brent smiled widely at her. It seemed uncouth to her, somehow, to reference the admissions Brent had made in his letters, now that they’d decided the union was a mistake. It felt like those things were too intimate to talk about now.

Christy turned her blushing cheeks away. “I’m sure I’ll be more than comfortable here for a few days. It will be far better than sleeping on the train at any rate.”

Brent nodded and walked Christy up the front path. “Now, I’ve gotta warn ya, it’s a little run down. I'm not much good at housekeeping, and the stock keep me busy outdoors, so...”

He pushed the front door open, and led Christy inside. Christy didn’t think too much of the warning at first. The house looked so lovely from the outside that Christy had little concern about the interior. But the inside of Brent’s farmhouse was another thing entirely. The first room she saw was an open living area, with a place to sit before the hearth at night, and a sturdy dining table. The kitchen lay beyond the dining table, and Christy was pleased to see a stout stove with a pipe leading up to the high ceiling above and through an opening to the clear air beyond. The room was full of dust, cobwebs, and dirt, and lay in complete chaos. Christy wandered around in dismay, looking in each room one by one. Down a wide hallway, she found four separate bedrooms. It seemed to Christy that each room she found was in a worse state of disarray than the one before it.

Brent caught Christy’s expression of horror. “Don’t worry, I'm sure it will clean up just fine.”

Christy smiled wanly at him, "Of course it will. No matter to me, it's safe and dry and that's all I can ask for.



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