Mail Order Merry (Brides of Beckham Book 19) by Kirsten Osbourne

Author:Kirsten Osbourne [Osbourne, Kirsten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Merry finished up the ornaments on Monday and had them ready to hang on the tree whenever Clyde was ready to find one. She was pleased with her work, but she was also pleased with the relationship she was building with her new husband.

On Tuesday, she and Charlie gave the house a good cleaning, deciding they’d spend the afternoon working on the new quilts while the children napped.

Clyde seemed distracted when he came in for lunch that day. “I don’t have much time,” he told Merry, hanging his coat and hat by the door.

“Why not? Is something wrong?” Merry asked.

“It looks like we’ve got another storm coming in. We had a bad blizzard just a couple of weeks ago, and now it looks like another. We need to get the herd moved to another part of the ranch where they’ll have more of a chance to get out of the harsh weather.”

“Will they die?”

He shook his head. “Rarely. They grow a thicker coat during the winter, and they’re really good at burrowing through the snow to get to the grass underneath it to eat. I just like to make it a little easier on them by moving them to a wooded area, so they’ve got a bit of cover. The range they’re on now has no trees at all, so they don’t have any protection. They don’t need it, but for my own peace of mind, I want them to have it.”

“I think that makes sense.” Merry walked to him and kissed his cheek. “Lunch is ready.” She’d made a thick hearty chicken soup, worried about how cold it was outside and the number of hours he spent out there. She could warm him up with the soup.

“Sounds good.” He wandered into the kitchen, sitting at his spot at the head of the table.

“So you really think the bison will be all right?” Merry asked, a little worried about him and his livelihood.

“Oh, yeah. We lost one sick animal during the last storm. We’d already been watching her, because we knew she was ill.”

Merry nodded. “Eat your soup. I want you warm before you go back out there. I worry about you getting ready for a storm. Are you sure you won’t get caught out in it?”

“I take every precaution I know to take. There’s no need to worry about me. I’ve been doing this for a long time now.”

“I suppose so. I just haven’t been your wife that whole time.”

He took her hand and kissed it softly, ignoring Charlie and the children. “I’m glad you’re here with me now.”

*****

Before going in for the evening, Clyde made sure that he’d given the horses extra hay, strung a rope between the house and barn so he could milk the cows, and spread extra hay out for the bison to eat in case the storm lasted longer than they expected.

He was late getting into the house, weary from the day. The first thing he saw when he walked in was the baby taking steps while hanging onto the sofa.

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