Mail-Order Bride Ink: Dear Mr. Weaver by Kit Morgan

Mail-Order Bride Ink: Dear Mr. Weaver by Kit Morgan

Author:Kit Morgan [Morgan, Kit]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2016-04-28T04:00:00+00:00


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Ebba spent the rest of the evening in despair, and not even Daniel’s happy countenance was enough to pull her out of the pit. He smiled at her from across the kitchen table at suppertime, made jokes with Benjamin and chuckled every time Sebastian tossed the spoon off his high chair.

But nothing seemed to help. All Ebba could think about was a life spent locked indoors for her health’s sake. Rufi was right – she couldn’t just hide inside the farmhouse. She’d have to go outside at some point. And what about summer? The days would be growing hotter, and that meant open windows. What was she going to do then? She couldn’t expect everyone else to suffer the summer heat because of her.

She knew marrying a farmer wasn’t a good idea. She should’ve waited for another prospect to come along. So what if it meant months and months of extra work and verbal abuse from Mrs. Feldnick? Maybe she could have found a husband that lived by the seashore. Or maybe Oregon – she’d heard parts of Oregon were nice and rainy …

“What’s the matter, sweetie?”

Ebba looked at Daniel across the table, her eyes itchy and red. The sneezing had stopped, but her eyes hadn’t. “Nothing,” she said.

“I don’t believe ya.”

She didn’t feel like debating. “It’s nothing, really.”

“Seems a shame to waste a nice evening like this.” Ma said. “Why don’t the two of you go sit on front porch for a while and get better acquainted?”

Ebba’s eyes widened in horror. “Ma, I can’t …”

Ma’s own eyes narrowed in determination. “You can and you will. I’ll put the kettle on.”

“But Ma, you know what will happen the moment I step outside …”

“I do. How else will we figure out how to help you if we don’t have something to fix? I’m going to try a different remedy – and to do that I need you sneezing.”

Ebba’s entire face twisted up in consternation. “You must be joking.” Was she about to become a science experiment?!

Apparent, yes, she was. “I most certainly am not joking,” Ma replied. “Daniel, take your bride out to the front porch and do some sparking or something.”

Daniel’s eyes lit up. “Yes, ma’am!” He sprang up from his chair and came around the table to where Ebba sat. “Ya heard the woman – let’s go!”

“Are you out of your mind?” Ebba gasped, gripping the table with both hands. “This will never work.”

“How will you know unless you try?” Ma asked.

Ebba shook her head. “I can’t subject Daniel to this, let alone all of you.”

“Oh, stop fussing, get on out there and kiss the man!” Ma insisted.

Ebba’s eyes went round as platters. “Mrs. Weaver!”

“Ma, if you please. Now get!”

“Best do as she says, sweetie. Otherwise, she’ll bust a gut – and then bust one of us.” Daniel took her by the arm, pulled her to her feet, took her hand and headed for the hall.

“Let go of me,” Ebba said, trying to pull away.

“Stop it, Ebba. You heard Ma – let’s go outside and see what happens.



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