Unwilling Wolf by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2024-03-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Dearest Uncle,

I fear I am so impatient for you to come and visit me! I want you to see my new life here. I wonder if you would even recognize me now, though it has only been a short time since we’ve seen each other. It feels like a lifetime though, because so much has happened. It isn’t glamorous here, and we do without modern conveniences to be sure, but I’m happy in most areas of my life. I shall be attending a dance later today. I am filled with excitement, yet anxious. I still stick out here, and Garret was an eligible and sought-after suitor. I fear one scorned female in particular could prove to be a cruel and relentless creature, but hopefully I am overreacting. Or if I’m lucky, she won’t even be at the dance.

Lenny, the woman I wrote you of, has become a dear and welcome friend. I don’t think I would have survived thus far without her, as she is determined to make me tough and able. I baked my first loaf of bread just the other day. Are you impressed with me, Uncle? Well, hold your applause until I tell you, I have learned to make pies. And yes, they are even edible! If you promise to visit I shall learn to make cobbler, as I know it to be your favorite. I daresay I will shamelessly bribe you with treaties until you show up on the train.

It would do you good to see me thrive here, dear Uncle. I know you worry so over things out of your immediate control, but this is where I’m supposed to be. I feel it to be true in the very fiber of my being.

I’m home.

Eliza Shaw

Eliza finished the letter to her Uncle Frederick, fortuitously leaving out the parts which would worry him deeply. Cactuses, werewolves, unwilling husbands, injury—the worrisome events that seemed to pass for the everyday around the Lazy S. Her uncle’s worry wouldn’t solve her problems. She would simply have to learn to adjust to such ways of life if it meant she could be happy in between. The extremes would simply have to become her normal.

She had slept through the entire day and part of the night. She’d written her letter by candlelight as it was now full darkness outside. Relief at the probability she wouldn’t have to talk to Garret soothed her.

Unable to sleep more, she readied herself with the intention of taking a bath, as it was a few hours yet before dawn would break on the horizon. A quick check of the furniture near the fireplace told her Garret was asleep in his bedroom, leaving her the privacy of her thoughts and a hot bath.

She found solace in the mindless work that went into filling the tub. Her unfortunate adventures of the night before had left her filthy, sore, and exhausted, and she had to look fresh and clean for the barn-raising later in the day. If for no

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