Under the Summer Sky by Lori Copeland

Author:Lori Copeland
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780736942874
Publisher: Harvest House Pub Inc
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Dawn was streaking the sky when Jones arrived, riding Sue. Mae handed him a steaming cup of coffee when he came in. “Any change?”

“She wakes up briefly but drops back to sleep. Doc says she’s awfully weak.” She motioned toward a back bedroom. “We’ve moved her back there.”

“Trinity?”

“Well, she survived the wild ride, but it’s taken three cups of tea to settle her nerves. She’s with Pauline and Benjamin.”

Sunshine poured through the half-open bedroom door. Jones pushed it open and stole a look inside. Trinity sat beside her aunt while Benjamin dozed in a nearby chair. A smile lit the young woman’s face when she recognized him.

“You’re back,” she whispered.

Entering the room, he kept his voice low. “Are you all right?”

“I’m alive—which I seriously doubted would be the case a few hours ago. That machine…” She shivered, and then her eyes met and held his. “I’m glad you’re back.”

“I pushed Sue hard.” He reached for her hand and moved to Pauline’s bedside. “How’s she doing?”

“Weak. And Jones—she didn’t mean to, but she misled us about the deed.”

“I thought it was too good to be true. There isn’t one, right?”

“There was one. Right here in Dwadlo’s bank.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“The bank was destroyed when the second train derailed.”

A voice spoke softly from the corner. Benjamin. “Could we search through the rubble? It’s piled in a heap nearby.”

“It would be like looking for a hair in a vat of molasses.” Jones shifted. “We’d never find a deed in that mess—much less a legible one.” He’d seen the refuse. Even the town’s scavengers avoided the dumpsite.

He looked at the sleeping form on the narrow bed. “We could get a lawyer, but will she rouse enough to sign the documents?”

Trinity’s hand tightened on his arm. “We thought of that, and we’ve been praying. She’s full of grit—and she wants to help.”

“When the lawyer gets here we’ll wake her just long enough to sign the papers.” Benjamin stood up and approached the bed, his eyes lovingly resting on the patient. “She’s strong. She’ll sign those documents.”

“Oh, Benjamin.” Trinity stepped closer and grasped his hand. “This is so hard for you. To love someone so deeply…”

“We have time.” He patted the young woman’s arm. “Trust me. The Lord’s assured me we’ll have our time. Not as much as I’d like, but enough.”

A soft tap at the door caught Jones’s attention, and he turned to see a somber man with a hooked nose enter the room. He carried a small black satchel. The attorney had arrived. His ferret-like eyes skimmed the sleeping form. “I was told she was alert enough to conduct business.”

Trinity took a protective step forward. “She can be awakened when it’s time.”

“Then wake her.” He set the satchel on the bedside table and extracted a quill pen and bottle of ink.

“Aunt Pauline?” Trinity spoke softly.

No response.

Jones eased closer. “Pauline? Can you open your eyes for us, honey?”

She didn’t stir. Only the slight rise and fall of her chest told them she was still breathing. Trinity bent closer to feel for a pulse.

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