The Hope of Azure Springs by Rachel Fordham

Author:Rachel Fordham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance;Single women—Fiction;Sisters—Fiction;Western stories;Historical fiction;Love stories;FIC042030;FIC042040
ISBN: 9781493414222
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-05-10T16:00:00+00:00

Deserted by even Mae and Milly, Em stood as far in the shadows as possible. Abigail had made her feel beautiful, but now, surrounded by strangers, she felt only fear. She wished she could blend in with the tall oaks—become one of them and spend the evening observing all the lovely couples as they twirled around the dance floor. Em’s dress was a pale blue, the color of a robin’s egg. White lace ran along the bodice, cuffs, and hem. It was not a dress meant to blend in. Oh, but she wished she could.

The weather was ideal for an outdoor dance, warm with a refreshing breeze. A makeshift floor was set up behind the church. Tables of food and drinks lined the edges. Musicians played in the corner, their festive tunes filling the air.

Children frolicked together in the trees. Mae and Milly had vowed to spend the evening with Em, but once they approached the gathering they had looked so longingly at the cluster of children that Em had told them to run and play.

“What time is it, Mr. Fox?” the children were shouting. A large boy was acting as Mr. Fox. He replied with his back turned that it was eight o’clock. The mob of children all took eight steps closer to him. Again they shouted an inquiry about the time.

“Dinner time,” the boy yelled as he turned and ran toward them. The children sped away, laughing as they went, hoping Mr. Fox would not catch them.

What fun they were having. Just as they should be. Glancing away from the game and back to the adults, Em felt everyone was enjoying themselves but her.

Quiet Abraham had swept the elegant Abigail onto the dance floor. For a man of his girth, he moved about gracefully. Other couples were all around them. Some she’d seen around town, but many were new to her. And then she saw him.

Caleb.

Since she had seen him last he had trimmed his thick, dark hair and shaved. He wore a navy-blue three-piece suit. Even cleaned up he had a ruggedness about him that could not be washed or cut away. Nature seemed to run through his veins. What would it feel like to be in his strong arms dancing across the wooden floor?

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