Tywyn's Trouble (Tales From Biders Clump Book 5) by Danni Roan

Author:Danni Roan [Roan, Danni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella Length, Short Story, Cowboy & Western Romance, Frontier & Pioneer, Small Town & Rural Area, Christian Stories, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Tales From Biders Clump Series, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Town Secrets
Publisher: Danni Roan
Published: 2017-05-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Jillian lay awake, staring up at the low ceiling of the room she shared with her son. Little Aaron was snuggled up in the soft folds of the pale wooden crib. He was well fed, warm and safe. So why did she feel so twisted inside?

The darkness of the night seemed to press in around her, weighing down on her as if some large animal had curled itself onto her chest and wouldn’t budge. The heavy compression was physically painful.

She turned, pushing the blankets off, but the weight still pressed down on her in the borrowed night dress she wore, and she pushed herself upright onto the edge of the bed.

What was she supposed to do? At least in the cabin she’d held out hope that Phineas would return, that something had simply delayed him, but now the suspicions she’d harbored for the past eight months pounced on her with certainty.

She was alone, again. Her eyes drifted to her sleeping son and her heart constricted, as if the coiled creature had clamped steel jaws around it.

A ragged sigh stole from her lips and she gripped the mattress with her hands. She could do this. She could raise that boy, she could look after him. Questions bombarded her like a military barrage and her head spun.

Forcing slow, even draughts of cool air into her lungs, she huffed them out again through her nose. She’d been on her own before. She would find a way. Surely there were jobs in this town.

A soft tread by her door set her heart to pounding.

“Ms. LeFort?” the lawman’s low voice drifted through the solid wood, “Are you alright, ma’am?”

Jillian closed her eyes, steeling herself for the days ahead as she grappled her anxiety, fear, doubt and grief into a tight ball and crammed it down, deep inside.

***

Ty ran a hand over his neck and listened at the door of the young woman he’d brought off the mountain. He was sure he’d heard her earlier, but her lack of response indicated she must wish to be left alone and he turned back to his room.

Despite the lateness of the hour, the room still seemed to glow as if with ambient sunlight. He’d passed a few good nights’ sleep here before and welcomed the respite the soft bed would offer as he climbed in and pulled the white quilt to his chin.

The downy mattress reached up around him, easing the cares of the day, and lifting him to a place far from troubles.

The sound of children’s laughter echoed across a hazy plain as golden light filtered, in dappled splendor, through leaves of green.

Ty gazed around him, trying to understand where he was. He wasn’t home, he didn’t have a home. It wasn’t the long lost greens of the glen or the dark trails he’d ridden.

He raised his hand, shading his eyes against the streams of drifting light.

The laughter came again and he turned, looking for the source, seeing no one.

The sound of a brook as it

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