Montana Sky: Dance Toward The Light (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Entertainers of The West Book 3) by Linda Carroll-Bradd

Author:Linda Carroll-Bradd [Carroll-Bradd, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Frontier & Pioneer, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Kindle Worlds Novellas, Novella Length Story, Short Story, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, 19th Century, Montana Sky Series, Morgan's Crossing Montana Territory, Sweetwater Springs, Entertainers of The West Series
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2016-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

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The next morning, Dorrie found a scrap of paper on the kitchen floor. When she unfolded it, she read two words—folk dances. The printing was neat and even, leading to her guess that Valerik had slid it under her door. Of course, he’d done it. She hadn’t revealed her anxieties over the outcome of the dance to anyone else.

She leaned a hip on the counter and stared at the words. Folk dances. Maybe that was the name in his culture, but at least it sent her thoughts toward square dances. With that type of dancing, no one was partnered with anyone for long and the clinches weren’t as personal. A Virginia reel could involve lots of couples. She’d even seen men tie on a bandanna to an arm and dance the female part in a reel. Buoyed by the new solution, she set about making a list for the sequence of dance steps. None of her cylinders contained the right kind of music. But she’d heard of a miner named Obadiah who played the fiddle. Didn’t all fiddlers know tunes for jigs and reels? With him as the musician, the dance was sure to be a success. Even better would be if she could convince Valerik to play, too.

The second Saturday in June arrived. Dorrie made sure to allow more time for collecting bouquets of wildflowers. This time, the jars held pink bergamot, yellow large-leaf avens, purple prairie coneflower, and scarlet Indian paintbrush. Without the need for the phonograph, she fit everything in the garden cart borrowed from Verna Copelin for a single trip to the meeting hall. Although she’d had to do a bit of convincing, she hired Obadiah Kettering for the sum of a whole dollar for an evening of violin playing.

Earlier in the day, she’d carried four chairs from Cinnia’s kitchen to the hall and set them around the room. She’d swagged lengths of fabric from the bolts across one long wall. Because she’d used needles as the anchors, she didn’t think Michael would mind the tiny holes. The decorations were definitely more festive, and a couple of the ladies volunteered to bring lemonade and cider. Anyone who attended the first event knew to bring at least one cup for their family or group to share. All those pesky details were addressed, so the night should unfurl with no hitches.

Close to six-thirty, people streamed into the hall so fast Dorrie struggled to greet them all. Tall, bearded Bethesda Janes, petite Jessamine Harper, a younger girl who looked like a Harper sister. The Garrs, the Morgans, the Riveras, May Tisdale and her son and grandson, the Slaters, lots of miners. In excitement, she bobbed on her toes.

Bertha stood at the entry, again accepting the fees and greeting arrivals.

Months ago, someone mentioned that Bertha was shy. Dorrie had only known the cook since she whipped the miner’s boarding house into shape. All she knew was the plump woman smiled a lot and also made the best biscuits ever.

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