Marnie: by Shanna Hatfield

Author:Shanna Hatfield
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Westerns, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Christian Fiction, Historical, Religion & Spirituality, Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2014-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lost in a rollicking adventure story, Marnie glanced up in irritation at a tap on her door. Swinging her legs over the arm of her chair, so she sat properly, she straightened her skirt and held back a sigh. She hated interruptions when she was at an exciting part of a book. “Come in.”

The door opened a crack and Lewis stuck his head around the edge of it, waving an envelope at her.

“Mr. Lars asked me to bring this to you.”

Marnie motioned him into the room and let him choose a piece of candy from the dish on her table while she opened the envelope. A note, written in Lars’ bold hand, stated he wanted to talk to her. Nothing more. Just that he wanted to talk. Lifting her gaze to the boy’s she forced a smile. “Is he here?”

“Yep. He’s outside with that big, ol’ horse of his.” Lewis pointed to the window.

“Thank you, Lewis. I can take it from here.” She gave the boy a penny and ran a motherly hand over his head before he raced out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

A glance outside confirmed Lars stood beneath her window, appearing to be in conversation with Viking as he awaited her response.

Her good sense told her to ignore him, but she pulled back her lace curtains and threw open the window so fast, it was a wonder the vigorous motion didn’t crack the glass. She hadn’t seen Lars for several days and missed him more than she liked to admit.

The moment he looked up at her with his hat tipped back on that head of tousled caramel-colored hair, a lazy grin on his face, and his blue eyes boring into hers, she knew she’d do whatever he asked.

Motioning for her to come outside, she quickly pinned on a hat, grabbed her gloves and pocketbook, and almost tripped over her skirts in her haste to get down the stairs.

“Hello, sweet thing,” Lars said as she stepped onto the sidewalk. Although she planned to act aloof, she couldn’t keep the corners of her mouth from lifting in a smile. No woman in her right mind would be able to frown when greeted by Lars Thorsen, especially when he offered her a roguish grin.

“What are you about, Mr. Thorsen?” Marnie asked, accepting the arm he held out to her. He kept Viking’s reins in his hands and the horse followed them as they walked down the sidewalk. Marnie gave Lars a questioning glance, but he didn’t notice as he talked about his plans to bring the Webster children into town for Easter Sunday the following day.

“How are you going to get them to come into Pendleton? Sadie won’t leave the farm, even for a few hours,” Marnie said as they neared Ilsa’s shop. She knew her friend was working a few hours a day at her boutique, when little Laila napped in the afternoon, but she hadn’t been to see her yet.

Lars stopped and tied Viking’s reins to a hitching post outside Ilsa’s store.

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