Maryelle (War Brides Book 2) by Linda Ford

Author:Linda Ford [Ford, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crocus Mountain Publishing
Published: 2017-11-24T16:00:00+00:00

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Placing her palms on either side of his face, Maryelle said, “Oh, Kingston, my dear, sweet husband. I simply do not know.” Part of her wanted to say, Walk away. Let’s get a home of our own. But where would they go? How would they live? Besides, she was truly concerned about the others. “Whatever you decide is best, I will support you in it.”

He reached out for her again and enclosed her in his arms. “I suppose it isn’t as hard to decide as it seems.” He gave a bitter laugh. “It isn’t as if we have someplace else to go. I’ve never looked for anything else.”

“The farm is your life.”

“I guess you could say that.”

“Then we’ll find a way to sort things out.” Even as she said it, her heart nose-dived to her feet. She wondered if he would ever choose to leave his home and family. She wished she had the confidence to demand he do so, but she feared he would refuse. And then she’d be faced with wondering how strong his love for her was. As long as she stayed in his arms, those doubts remained bearable.

He held her close without speaking. After a long while, he whispered, “Thank you, my sweet wife. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

His tight hug softened, and he chuckled once. “I seem to have gotten us into a bit of a mess, wouldn’t you say?”

“I would say no such thing. You’ve only done what was right and honorable. How could you know how your father would act?”

He shrugged. “I wish I could see this ending well, but somehow I don’t. We’ll put up with him until our dying days and then wonder why we’re sour inside.” She knew he meant himself and his siblings. Suddenly she felt an overwhelming sadness for this family.

“How I wish you could have known my dad. He was the finest man I ever knew—except for you, of course.”

He laughed. “But of course.”

“I’m sure he would have been able to advise us.”

“What are we thinking?” He pressed the heel of his hand to his forehead. “I thought I’d never forget.”

Maryelle shook her head in wonder.

“We will pray. Somehow God will provide an answer for our situation.” He knelt on the grassy spot by the garden and prayed aloud.

“God, You have been my guide these past four years. When I knew not what to do, where to turn, even what direction to turn, You showed me the way. I ask the same of You now. Amen.”

She studied his bent head. “What did you mean when you prayed that He showed you the way?”

“It was a habit I learned in the trenches. So often we couldn’t tell where the enemy was or where they were coming from or even how to get away from them. But I’d prayed, ‘God, be my guide,’ and then I’d be certain what direction I should go. The guys got so they trusted me to find the way out. ‘Watch the pointer,’ they’d say.

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