Miracle Jones by Nancy Bush

Author:Nancy Bush [Bush, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: romance, historical romance
Publisher: Nancy Bush
Published: 2011-07-07T20:40:23+00:00

Chapter Ten

Miracle stood in the center of the empty store, her thoughts far removed from Uncle Horace’s unbridled enthusiasm. Eliza Danner had died. That was why Harrison hadn’t been to Rock Springs.

“…and we can set up shelves here,” Uncle Horace said, pointing to the back wall. “Nothin’ very fancy. Can’t afford it. But it’ll be a start.” He made a sound of surprise. “I almost forgot. You got a letter from Emily, sent general delivery to Rock Springs. I picked it up when I sent off to my man in Minnesota this mornin’.” He pulled a tattered envelope from his pocket.

Miracle surfaced from her miserable thoughts. “Aunt Emily sent a letter?”

“Uh-huh.” He handed it to her, then turned back to his appreciation of the tiny store, his chest swelling with pride in advance of ownership.

Miracle tore open the envelope. She read the short message through, then read it again, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Uncle Horace! Aunt Emily says my brother Blue came to see her!”

“What?” Uncle Horace spun around, shocked.

“That’s what she said! He stopped by the house, asking about me. He wants to see me!”

“I don’t believe it.” Uncle Horace glared at the letter as if it were somehow offensive on its own. “Let me see.”

Miracle held out the envelope with an unsteady arm. Her missing brother, Blue, had apparently turned up on Emily’s doorstep, insisting he must see her. He’d learned from the same tribe of the Chinooks in Clatsop County, the tribe of Little Rain and White Rapids, that his younger sister was searching for her father. Apparently he was as interested in finding Miracle as she was in finding her father. He was searching for her now.

Blast! How was she supposed to feel about this savage brother who’d once tried to cut out her heart?

“I don’t understand how this could happen,” Miracle said blankly.

Uncle Horace glanced up, frowning as he saw her white face. “Oh, Emily’s an old fussbudget.” He sniffed derisively. “It’s probably not even true.”

“Of course it’s true! Emily doesn’t lie.”

“Then she just got mixed up,” he insisted. “Blue’s not comin’ after you.”

She knew he was just trying to make her feel better, that he knew as well as she did Emily would never alarm her unless there was good reason. No, if Emily said Blue was searching for Miracle, then Blue was searching for Miracle. Uncle Horace just wasn’t facing the facts.

“The letter’s dated nearly two months ago,” Miracle reflected. “Blue could be here by now.”

“He won’t come,” Uncle Horace predicted. “He’s too wild. Never stuck to anything.”

“How do you know?”

“He came through town a time or two after your mother died. I never saw him, just heard tales.” He shook his head. “He’s no good.”

“You think he wants to find my father, too?”

“Only if he could wheedle some money out of the bastard. Might be the best thing all around if Blue did show up. Give your father a real scare, he would!” He chuckled to himself. “Come on, let’s get back to the wagon and start unpacking.

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