The Fur Trader's Daughter: Rendezvous (Destiny's Daughters Book 3) by French Colleen

Author:French, Colleen [French, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: The Evan Marshall Agency
Published: 2019-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

Gabrielle paced the floor of the tiny dwelling Jack lived in, her arms crossed over her chest. "I see no other choice, Jack. Where else am I going to get the money to rebuild my trading post?"

The native stroked his beard. "You are probably right. If you want to start another post, you will need much money, money you can only get from paydirt."

She spun around to face him, her voice hostile. "So you think I should go, too?"

Jack poked an unlit cigar into his mouth, a twitch of a smile on his face. "You were the one who said you were going. You had already decided."

"Well, it really is my gold, isn't it?" she reasoned with herself aloud. "I mean it was Papa's whether he staked a claim or not."

Jack just nodded, accepting a bowl of stew Mya handed him.

"If we hit gold, I can take what I need, go to Seattle and buy provisions and build the following spring. I think I'll put my place on this side of the river, maybe farther north. The Yukon's getting busy. You see it, more and more men coming in every spring." She paced faster, words spilling rapidly from her mouth.

Jack tucked his cigar in his pocket and spooned the stew into his mouth. "It's going to break soon, Gabe, the rivers are going to run with gold."

She grimaced. "All I want is enough to rebuild; I'll not be greedy."

Mya sat beside her husband on the bench, a bowl of stew in her hand. "So go and maybe you can settle with that man of yours. There is stew in the pot for you and him as well."

Gabrielle went to the tiny cookstove to dish out her own supper. "I wouldn't be counting on us settling anything, Mya. I've had enough of that man. He's nothing but trouble."

Mya made a clicking sound between her teeth. "For a woman who usually has much sense . . ." She let her voice fade.

"I can't believe my friends are all against me. Who is he to you? A stranger, a tenderfoot, a gold seeker . . ." She blew on a spoonful of stew and sampled the savory mixture.

"He is the man you love." Mya's ebony eyes met Gabrielle's.

"Yea, well, love isn't everything is it? It doesn't mean you can live with someone. It doesn't mean they can make you happy. Look at Papa. Rouge LeBeau loved my mother till the day he died. Couldn't stand the woman, but he still loved her. Used to visit her when we were in Seattle, you know."

Jack raised a dark eyebrow. "I didn't know."

"Sure. He used to go right there where she worked, like a paying customer." She shook her head in disbelief. "He said she was the only woman for him, whore or not. Can you believe it?"

Alex came through the door with a flurry of snow. "Believe what?"

Gabrielle turned her back to him to fill her bowl again. "Nothing. Dogs fed?"

He slipped out of his parka.

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