West Winds of Wyoming by Caroline Fyffe

Author:Caroline Fyffe
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Western, Historical, General
ISBN: 1477825207
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2014-09-29T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Nell marched up and down the now cleared porch, wondering what was taking Charlie so dang long in the barn. She wrung her hands in an attempt to still her nerves. The instant she’d noticed the rider, her irrational fear had come rushing in. She’d held back today from Charlie, just as she had with Seth. Why was it so hard to share? Since the stranger’s visit, she’d slept with her gun at her side. She didn’t like it, or appreciate it. Her independence was important to her and she didn’t want anyone taking that from her, ever.

And where was Seth, anyway? The wind had turned cold, which would surely worsen his cough. As she paced she told herself not to let her imagination run off. Seth was fine, probably at the Logans’ until the storm passed. Wyoming was known for fast-changing weather, especially in the summer and fall.

She glanced down all the way to their sign and the road that led to Logan Meadows. Dark, low-hanging clouds made seeing anything difficult.

“All right, let’s get this done,” Charlie said, taking the steps two at a time.

Nell whirled around. “What took you so long?”

“The barn was too drafty to light a match, so I had to move a little slower in the dark. Didn’t want to fall from the loft and break my neck.” He motioned to the rug where it hung over the porch rail. “Did you get a chance to beat it yet, or should I do that now?”

“That’s what I was doing when I spotted you coming—although I didn’t know it was you.” And my squirrely heart sent me scampering for cover. She winced, not liking what she’d turned into. “It’s as clean as it’s gonna get.”

Charlie grasped one end and waved Nell away when she went to take the other end. “I can get this.” He pulled a portion off the porch rail, rolled it, and repeated the process until he could hoist the whole thing to his shoulder, frustrating Nell even more. As strong as she was, she still couldn’t hold a candle to Charlie.

As he started for the door, Nell ducked under his arms and preceded him. She guided the front of the rug away from glass lantern chimneys and the mantel clock. Once on the narrow side of the rectangular room, Charlie bent over and dropped the heavy roll with a woomph on the old but now-clean hardwood floor.

Charlie moved back. With a push from his boot, he unrolled the rug.

The colors, though worn, brought life to the place. Spots of interest to brighten the drab off-white walls. The black cast-iron clock that sat on the fire mantel picked up the dark hues, while the greens and maroon just added appeal, something the room was dearly lacking.

“I’ll light the lamps,” he said. “We still need to arrange the furniture.” In their hurry to get everything in before the rain, they’d just brought the items in and set them anywhere.

She nodded. “While you do that, I’ll light a fire in the kitchen stove and get some supper going.

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