The Debutante's Revenge: Western Historical Romance (Debutantes of Durango Book 6) by Sylvia McDaniel

Author:Sylvia McDaniel [McDaniel, Sylvia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781950858354
Publisher: Virtual Bookseller, LLC
Published: 2020-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Three mornings later, Daisy screamed when she came out of the root cellar and saw the pan of grease had ignited. How had that happened so fast?

Flames shot up toward the ceiling, and she needed to put it out quickly or the whole place would burn to the ground.

Taking her apron, she tried to beat the fire out, but the material disintegrated. Without thinking, she grabbed the pan handle.

A scream ripped from her throat as the pain seared her. Oh, no, she was going to burn down their little cabin.

All she had hoped to do was surprise her husband with breakfast when he returned from feeding the horses.

"Lee," she screamed, knowing she was out of time to stop this on her own.

The door burst open, and he rushed in, took the potholder and carried the pan outside.

Sinking onto the settee, she cradled her hand and cried, the agony overwhelming her. Fear caused her knees to knock at the realization she almost burned down the cabin.

Now she would have to face him and try to explain what happened. Once again, he wouldn't trust her. And she couldn't blame him. Once again, she had failed.

When he came back in, he glared at her. Now he would yell at her.

"Never walk away from a pan with grease in it."

Sniffing, she nodded. "After I built up the fire on the stove, I ran down into the cellar to find the basket with the eggs and when I came back, the pan was flaming."

"Always gather what you need before you start cooking," he said, taking a deep calming breath. "If the cabin burns down, we're without a home."

"I know," she whimpered.

"Did you burn yourself?"

"Yes," she said, trying not to cry, her hand palpitating with pain.

"Let me see," he said.

Slowly she opened her palm and the sear burns from the skillet marked her skin. Throbbing pain filled her.

"Ouch," he said.

Tears trickled down her cheeks.

From the cabinet, he pulled out a tin and returned with a clean cotton rag.

"Open your hand," he said. Crying, she watched as he gently rubbed the salve over the burn and wrapped her hand in the cotton. Not only had he not yelled at her, but now he cared for her injury.

Would he always be this understanding? This caring? Or would they hate each other eventually? Soon, she must make her decision. Time was running out.

As he gazed at her hand, he sighed. "That's going to hurt for several days."

"I'm sorry. I can't cook and now I can't clean. I'm not much use to you," she said sniffing.

Operating a successful ranch took at least two people, and she wanted to help Lee if she stayed. Not be just a burden.

Her husband sat beside her on the settee and took her into his arms. "You're learning."

With his fingertips, he wiped the tears from her eyes. "We could use a break and I need to get some things in town. Why don't we go into Pagosa this afternoon and eat dinner at the café?"

A weak smile crossed her lips.

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