Maggie's Journey (McKenna's Daughters) by Nelson Lena Dooley

Author:Nelson, Lena Dooley [Nelson, Lena Dooley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Christian, Fiction
Publisher: Realms
Published: 2011-10-03T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Florence picked up the fourteen-karat-gold, Elgin Monarch pocket watch with the train engraved on the cover. This would be the perfect gift for Joshua. Today was their twenty-sixth anniversary, and he hinted they would have a romantic dinner together tonight. These last two weeks had been wonderful, with him coming up with all kinds of interesting things for them to do. She almost felt like the young woman she had been when they married. If only she could forget that one night on the Oregon Trail when her heart was so dark and her thoughts so evil. But the memories wouldn’t stay in the forgotten recesses of her mind. A lone tear made its way down her cheek.

The clerk behind the counter stared at her. “Are you all right, ma’am?”

She mustn’t let him know what she was thinking about. “Yes.” She pulled her hanky from her sleeve and dabbed it against that side of her face. “Today is my anniversary, and I was remembering the day we wed.”

He nodded. “So will this be your gift for your husband?”

“Yes.”

She quickly paid the man, and he wrapped the box in white paper and handed it to her.

“I hope he appreciates it.”

“Oh, he will.” She slipped the package into her handbag and hurried out to the coach.

Erik Jorgensen jumped down from his perch and opened the door. “Would you like me to take you anywhere else, ma’am?”

“No, I’m ready to go home.” She wrapped her coat even tighter around her. The air today had a decided nip to it.

When they arrived at home, Erik opened the coach door and escorted her to the front door. “If you don’t need me anymore, Mrs. Caine, I have an errand to run for your husband.”

“That’s fine. I’m not going anywhere else.”

After she was in the house, she told Ingrid to bring hot water upstairs to the bathing room. A nice hot bath would warm her, and she’d be fresh for when Joshua came home. He hadn’t said anything about going out anywhere, so she didn’t know how to dress. Maybe Mrs. Jorgensen would know. Before she started upstairs, she went into the kitchen to ask her, which was unusual for her since they usually met in Florence’s sitting room to discuss the week’s meals and other things. Mrs. Jorgensen was busy spreading white, fluffy icing on a cake.

“I don’t remember us talking about you making a cake today.” It did look good though.

“No, ma’am, but Mr. Caine asked me to make one.” Her movements were no longer smooth. They jerked as if she were nervous.

“So we are dining at home tonight?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Interesting. Well, she mustn’t keep bothering their cook. Florence slowly ascended the curved staircase, trailing her fingers along the smooth, wooden banister, wondering what sort of surprise Joshua had cooked up.

After she had bathed with the rose-scented soap she kept for special occasions, she dried off and put on her wrapper. When she went into her bedchamber, Ingrid was just laying a gorgeous blue brocade dress across the bed.

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