Rebecca: Mail Order Brides of Wichita Falls Series - Book 6 by Cyndi Raye & Brides of Wichita Falls

Author:Cyndi Raye & Brides of Wichita Falls [Raye, Cyndi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: mail order brides, mail order bride, romance, historical romance, historical western, western romance, clean & wholesome, Inspirational, Inspirational romance, 20th century, victorian, United States,
Publisher: Cyndi Raye
Published: 2017-02-28T05:00:00+00:00

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“Here, here! The meeting is about to begin.”

The ballroom was crowded with every single person who lived in Wichita Falls and five miles each way. It was a quarter past the hour, beings Miss Addie refused to start the meeting until every single person who lived in the town was accounted for. Per her request, Jackson had walked the board walk up and down the main street, making sure every business owner closed shop to attend. Satisfied, he returned to the hotel to wait for the meeting to start. Pungent smells of horses, sweat and sweet lilac perfume permeated the air even with the high ceilings of Ben’s hotel.

“Order! Order!” Miss Addie cried out, her voice heard over top the crowd. The town committee was comprised of five men and Miss Addie. She seemed to be the one who always took the lead as the others nodded for her to start. Jackson watched from his place at the back of the ballroom, there to distil order if things got out of hand. He nodded to his deputy as the man made his way to the other side of the room, standing near a overambitious crowd who had been at the saloon earlier. They didn’t need any disruptions.

Jackson whistled. “Let’s all pay attention now.” At his command, the room got quiet. He nodded. “Go on now, Miss Addie, let’s get this show on the road.”

“Thank you kindly, Sheriff Montana.” Miss Addie turned to the crowd, her arm going wide as she scanned the crowd. “We have a problem. How many of you have read the morning paper?”

Some folks nodded while others raised their hands in the air. A rumble of yeahs and no’s dissipated when she clapped her hands together. “Well, for those of you who can’t read, perhaps a lesson in reading at our library here in the hotel would do you some good. We have classes each week. Now, back to the reason you have been called here. An auctioneer is coming to town to auction off distressed women! We can’t allow selling human beings in our town like a piece of cattle.”

Gasps rang through the air. Some ladies held their hands over their children’s ears even though it was too late to keep them from hearing the dreaded words. Jackson glanced at his wife, watching her sweet smile turn to a horrified frown. The soft corners of her eyes crinkled as she searched for him. The moment their eyes met, Jackson knew she was worried about that son-of-a-gun Abbott who tried to steal her to do the same to her as these women he now was going to hold on the auction block. If it was indeed Abbott on the auctioneer end or another no-gooder trying to make a buck off of women’s woe, they were going to stop it.

One of the men from the randy crowd stood. “I don’t rightly see nothin’ wrong with an auction with fine, willing women! They is hard to come by in this town!”

“Here! Here!” A few of the men raised their hands, hollering over top the crowd.

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