Flights of Fancy (American Heiresses Book #1) by Turano Jen

Author:Turano, Jen [Turano, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: FIC042030, FIC027050, Christian fiction, FIC042040, Historical Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9781493417339
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Little hands touching her face sent a wave of relief through Isadora as she opened her eyes, finding Daisy peering back at her.

“We fly!” were the first words out of Daisy’s mouth. “Like card-nal.”

Drawing in a painful breath since she’d evidently knocked the wind out of herself as she hit the ground, Isadora smiled. “We did fly, but thank goodness you’re all right.” She looked around for the rest of the children. “Is anyone hurt?”

“We’re fine,” Primrose called. “Bit dusty, but not dirty enough to take another bath today.”

Isadora’s lips began to curve. “Duly noted, although do know that baths are going to be a recurring occasion from this point forward, at least two times a week.”

As the three older children immediately took to grumbling, Isadora shifted Daisy from where she’d been sitting on top of her to the ground, discovering that a large crowd had gathered around them. Pushing herself to a sitting position, she found a hand held out to her a second later.

“You all right, ma’am?” the owner of that hand asked as she accepted the help up.

Brushing dirt from her skirt, Isadora raised her head and found the same man who’d been yelling at her standing beside her.

“I’m fine. Shaken, of course, but I don’t believe I injured anything when I fell.”

“I tried to warn you that your wheel was wobbling, but you must not have heard me.”

“I apologize for that, sir,” Isadora began. “I originally thought you meant to harm us.”

“Who would try to harm a woman and four children when they were just riding down the road?”

“When you put it that way, it does sound rather ridiculous, but . . .”

“You ain’t from around here, are you?” the man pressed.

“She’s clearly that new housekeeper who recently took on the position out at Glory Manor. And of course she’s not from around here, Stanley. Talk has it she’s from one of the big cities, which would explain why she felt she was about to be accosted.”

Looking to the right, Isadora frowned at the woman who’d just spoken. “How is there any talk about me?”

The woman smiled and stepped closer. “That’s the beauty of small towns—nothing goes unremarked upon. But I’m forgetting my manners. I’m Mrs. John Gillespie, but you can call me Anna. And you . . .” She smiled. “You must be Izzie.”

“You know my name?”

Anna nodded. “Hank has kept everyone apprised of what’s been happening lately at Glory Manor whenever he’s stopped by town.” She smiled at the children. “You’re the Duffy children. I’ve been hoping to meet you.”

When Primrose, Violet, Daisy, and Henry simply stared back at Anna with wide eyes, Isadora moved to stand beside them, taking a moment to perform introductions.

“What beautiful names you have, girls,” Anna exclaimed. “I imagine your mother must have loved flowers.”

A ghost of a smile flickered over Primrose’s face. “She did, ma’am, and even wanted Henry to be named Hawthorne, but Pa was having none of that.”

Henry muttered something about telling tales under his breath as he kept his head lowered.

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