SNOW KISSED CHRISTMAS: Sweet Historical Romance Novella--Short Read by Hutchinson Bobby

Author:Hutchinson, Bobby [Hutchinson, Bobby]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Sweet Historical Romance Novella
Publisher: Sunflower Publishing
Published: 2014-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

“Bossy man,” Betsy told Annie. Then she sat up too fast and groaned when her head throbbed. She swung her legs to the floor and then, dizzy and nauseous, grabbed Annie’s arm to steady herself. “Ooooh, dizzy.”

“You get yourself back in that bed this minute, missy, you saw what the Mountie said,” Annie scolded. “And let’s get these filthy trousers off of you.” She undid the buttons and belt and then scooted the garment off Betsy’s legs, drawing up a light blanket to cover her sister’s white drawers.

“Bring me skirt, please, I want to help with supper, too many people just for you.” Betsy knew what it took to cook for so many people. She’d been helping Annie do it most of her life, and with Annie expecting, she needed to ease the burden for her sister.

“Nonsense. Mary and the twins will help me, and even little Alice is quite good at peeling potatoes these days. if I need more help, I’ll call on that handsome policeman of yours.” Annie gave her a teasing look.

Betsy shook her head and then grimaced at the pain that shot though her skull. “Not mine. Hearing man. No more hearing men for me ever again.” The memory of George Watson’s betrayal still hurt, even though it had been more than a year now.

“This one can sign, though,” Annie pointed out. “George Watson was a cad, and not smart to boot. As much time as he spent here and with you, he ought to have learned some sign. then to ride off like a thief in the night without so much as a thank you for Noah! He was no gentleman, that was certain. This Mountie is a gentleman. It shows in his speech and manner.”

Betsy had never told her sister the details of what Watson had done to end their relationship. “Hearing though,” Betsy insisted, using the only excuse that would make sense to Annie.

Annie sighed. “Hearing, deaf, you make too much of that one thing. I don’t know what that Watson man did to you, but you mustn’t judge all men by one bad egg. You’ll end up a spinster, and that’s a hard, lonely life.” She spoke, signing only the odd word like “spinster” that might be hard for Betsy to catch. “That isn’t what you want, Bets. You need a husband and a family of your own.” Unconsciously, her hand caressed her belly. “And the chances of ever meeting a deaf man you could love, well, that’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. How many other deaf people have you ever met? Apart from elderly people.”

It was an old argument between Betsy and her sister.

“Florence. I met Florence.” Betsy still wrote to her, even though it had been months since she had heard back. What had become of her friend? Florence and her mother had visited their relatives, the Carlsons, five years ago for an entire summer. Betsy had been overjoyed to meet someone young and deaf and female, like herself.

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