The Springtime Mail Order Bride by Kit Morgan

Author:Kit Morgan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Western & Frontier, Christianity, Westerns, Fiction, Romance, Christian Fiction, Western, Inspirational, Religion & Spirituality, Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Angel Creek Press
Published: 2014-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

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Samijo awoke at dawn, saw that Arlan was still sleeping, and so crept from the bed and tried not to disturb him. The night before he’d donned his nightclothes as she changed behind a screened partition. It was white with flowers painted onto it, and she knew it was the one thing in the house he didn’t build. She meant to ask him if it had belonged to his mother, but when she stepped out and saw him standing with his hair mussed and wearing a nightshirt that was too short for him, all she could do was giggle. He laughed, knowing he looked ridiculous, but then sank onto the bed from a bout of dizziness. After that, she sobered, and was up half the night listening to him breathe, wondering if he’d been hurt worse than they both thought, and what would happen if he became ill.

For richer or poorer … in sickness and in health … The preacher’s words came out of nowhere, and she mumbled them to herself as she went behind the partition to dress. She then tip-toed from the room to make breakfast.

The kitchen area had a stove, a table, and two chairs. There was a hutch with a few dishes, cups, two pots and a frying pan. She took the pan and set it on the stove, then got the fire going. She was familiar with this routine. She’d been doing it since she was ten. She then found some eggs sitting in a bowl in a cupboard, and wondered if Arlan had built them a smoke house, or a root cellar when there came a knock on the door.

She spun to it and stared. What if it was a stranger? “Samijo,” she said to herself. “Don’t be silly. You’re out in the middle of nowhere.” She continued to mumble as she went to answer the door. It was Daniel.

“Mornin’, I’ve come to tell ya breakfast is ready up at the house if you’re interested.”

“Oh, why thank you, but Arlan isn’t up yet.”

“He ain’t? What’s the matter with him? You didn’t break him, did ya?”

Samijo stared at him a moment then blushed a deep red. “No.”

“Ah, well, that’s good.”

She narrowed her eyes at him, and placed her hands on her hips. “In fact, the reason he’s not up is because your brothers laid a trap for us and he got hurt because of it.”

“What?” Daniel said as his eyes darted up then back. “What are you talking about?”

Samijo folded her arms across her chest. “Why don’t you tell me, you seem to know what happened.”

“Why … why do you say that?” he asked as he began to back away.

“Because why else would you have looked up? You knew that bucket was there, didn’t you? Was this your idea?”

He gulped and took a few more steps backwards. “I think I hear Ma calling me …”

“She’ll be calling you, but you won’t like it.”

He froze. “Don’t tell Ma, please …”

“Ah ha! I knew it. And why shouldn’t I tell her? Arlan got hurt because of you three.

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