Untamed Cowboy (C Bar C Ranch Book 1) by Pam Crooks

Author:Pam Crooks [Crooks, Pam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian Era, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Mother, Love Possibility, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Beautiful & Feisty, C Bar C Ranch, Animals-Horses & Cattle, Lockett Family, Family & Domestic Life-Young Child-Daughter
Publisher: Pam Crooks
Published: 2019-03-24T04:00:00+00:00

New Orleans

Callie Mae figured her life was as perfect as it could be.

She sat prim as a princess on the gold-threaded brocade settee and stared, entranced, at the fashionable, rich-looking ladies around her, Grandmother’s high-society friends who came to the party to meet her. Some were young, some were old; some sitting, some standing. They drank tea from painted china cups and ate little cakes with icing flowers on top that Grandmother ordered from the bakery down the street.

And, oh, they talked enough to keep a windmill going. Gossiping, the whole party long.

But what else could they do? People here didn’t have farms or ranches like folks back in Texas. These ladies didn’t raise livestock that needed to be fed, so they didn’t go on about market prices or the newest breeds of bulls and horses. Or the best crop to plant when.

They just talked about other people.

Callie Mae found it a little confusing. Is that what these ladies did since they didn’t have chores? Go to parties like this and blather for hours on end?

Sighing, she stretched out her legs and admired the bows on her shiny, patent leather shoes. One thing Callie Mae knew for sure. Getting dressed in the morning took up a bunch of their time. Shoot, her new party frock had so many buttons and petticoats and big bows to tie that it took forever to do them, and she couldn’t manage any of it without Grandmother’s help.

But Callie Mae didn’t really mind. Her new dresses were worth the trouble. She stroked the taffeta over her lap, loving the pretty shade of blue, like a robin’s egg. Grandmother bought her dainty, striped stockings to match, and Callie Mae admired them, too. She’d never had any so fine. Why, they felt as if she wasn’t wearing any at all!

Except she had to be careful not to get a hole in them, and that was the worst part. Grandmother kept reminding her she’d ruin her new clothes if she didn’t sit still, and Callie Mae figured she was right. She would.

There were times, though, she missed going out to play, doing whatever she wanted, and not worrying about what she wore. The part of her life which wasn’t so perfect. Grandmother kept her too busy meeting her lady friends and seeing all kinds of different places in New Orleans that Callie Mae hadn’t had a chance to play.

A twinge of homesickness curled through her. If she was home right now, that’s what she’d be doing. Playing. Or riding Daisy. Or having a game of checkers with Grandpa.

She grimaced. Unless she had to do her chores.

Mama—Mother, she corrected herself—would make sure Callie Mae got her work done before she could do anything fun.

Grandmother never made her work.

Mother wouldn’t want her to wear a fancy dress like this blue party frock in the middle of the day, either.

Grandmother didn’t want her to wear anything else but fancy dresses. Didn’t matter what time of day it was or how frilly one was or how much it cost.

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