The 12 Brides Of Summer (Novella Collection Book 4) by Vickie McDonough & Diana Brandmeyer & Davalynn Spencer

Author:Vickie McDonough & Diana Brandmeyer & Davalynn Spencer [McDonough, Vickie & Brandmeyer, Diana & Spencer, Davalynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical, Romance, Fiction, Novella's, Collection, Three Brides, Summertime, Christian, Religious, Faith, Inspirational, Anthologies, Sunny Days, Old West, Prairie, Small Town, Front Porch, St. Louis, Texas, County Fair, Mayor, Bees, Inheritance, Family Farm, Friendship, Widow, Farm, Old Cowboy, Charity
Goodreads: 25589450
Publisher: Shiloh Run Studios
Published: 2015-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

In the kitchen, Katie hovered near the doorway, trying to listen. Her fingernails found their place between her front teeth.

“Katie, stop worrying those fingers. You’ll have them bleeding again.” Oma tied an apron around her waist. “Let’s get breakfast made. The coffee’s about ready. When Henry comes in, we’ll send him out with some. That will help that man clear his head.”

“I’m not sure one cup will be enough. I’ve never seen anything like that. A man fallen down, so drunk, he goes to sleep with his face in a wad of chewed tobacco.” Katie slipped her apron over her head. “Did I do the right thing? What if he is more than a drunk? What if he’s dangerous and will murder us while we sleep?”

Oma patted her cheek. “Schatzi, Mr. Dent is here. If he thinks the man needs to leave, he’ll tell us. I think God put those earlier words in your mouth.”

“Why?”

“Because usually such things make you chew your fingers. Instead, God opened your mouth and you offered Christian charity.” She spun Katie around and tied her apron strings.

“I never would’ve thought of it that way.” Her hand went back to her mouth, but she forced it away. She needed to change. She could no longer allow the things that scared her to keep her from being who God meant her to be. “Oma, would you pray God will make me more courageous, like Rahab?”

“The harlot? It’s an odd thing to ask for, but yes, I will ask God, as I have many times, to give you calm nerves.” Her wiry eyebrows scrunched together. “Make no mistake, that’s the only thing I’m praying for. Rahab turned out to be a blessing, but we don’t need to have you imitating her early ways.”

“Oma! I’d never!”

“See that you don’t. I believe once W.D. gets cleaned up, he and Mr. Dent are going to be fighting to see who wins your hand. And you’ll see W.D. is going to be every bit as good looking as Mr. Dent.”

Katie felt the warmth rising in her cheeks. “What a thing to say! They won’t have any interest in me, you’ll see.” But what if they did? She wanted Mr. Dent to be the winner. Dare she hope to imagine what it would feel like to be a bride? She twisted a loose curl in her hand. No. She’d buried that desire. No use lighting the fire of hope now. She stuck the wayward tress back into the bun where it belonged.

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