Mail-Order Cousins 3 by Joyce Armor

Author:Joyce Armor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: historical, texas ranger, mail order bride
Publisher: Joyce Armor

Chapter 5

On Sunday, Lindy woke up not feeling too well. She just felt kind of achy all over. She didn’t want to miss church, however, and decided to soldier on. She put on her best dress, a light blue gown with embroidery on the sleeves and lace trim. Cal looked so handsome in his white shirt, black trousers and vest and a string tie.

She never would have thought she could be a person who felt such a deep, elemental connection to someone who could be a criminal. Her heart kept telling her he was an undercover lawman, but her head kept insisting she would be a naïve fool to believe that. Against her will, she thought of Cory Anderssen again. Fool me once.

She was relieved to hear the sermon on loving thy neighbor, realizing the minister was not a “fire and brimstone” preacher, as she suspected the man who married them was. After the service was over, Cal suggested they go to the hotel for lunch, but Lindy begged off, telling him she was too tired. By now she truly felt awful but didn’t want to worry him. When he looked at her with concern, she just waved him off. By the time they were a couple of miles from home, however, she felt hot and then chilled and was started to see black spots. If Cal hadn’t happened to glance toward her at the exact moment he did, she would have fallen out of the wagon.

He grabbed onto her and pulled on the reins at the same time. She collapsed into his arms, and he was stunned to feel the heat emanating from her body.

“Lindy, you’re burning up. Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”

“I…I…thought…”

That’s all she got out before she lapsed into unconsciousness. He carefully laid her down on the seat and jumped off the wagon. In the back, he spread out the old quilt he always carried, moving the fencing materials and Lindy’s packages, except one holding some yard goods. He placed that as a pillow. Then he carefully picked up his wife, who was limp as a rag doll and radiating heat, and laid her in the wagon bed. After that he got back on the wagon and urged the horses on as fast as he dared.

When he got to the ranch house he called out for Crane. The foreman, shirtless, came running out of the bunkhouse, recognizing the urgency in the boss’s voice. He saw the problem and stopped. Cal was carrying an insensate Lindy toward the ranch house.

“I need you or someone else to ride to town and get the doc. Lindy’s sick.”

“I’ll do it.” Crane turned and dashed back to the bunkhouse.

Cal managed to get the front door open and ran up the stairs with his precious cargo. After laying her carefully on the bed, he turned her over and began unbuttoning her dress. He almost smiled at how difficult it was for his big hands to undo all those tiny little buttons.

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