especially after all this time, the ragged pieces of her spirit broken. Sheâd waited at the window for Thad watching the moon rise and the stars wheel across the sky. She stood waiting, shivering as the September night turned bitterly cold. Still sheâd waited, believing in the goodness of the man she lovedâa goodness that didnât, apparently, exist. Sheâd believed in a love that wasnât true.
Now, five years later, she felt the burn of that old heartache and gulped hard to keep it buried. The pieces of that shattered love still cut like tiny shards of sharp glass.
At least I know he will move on, she thought. Please, Lord, let that be soon.
Her world was dark and pragmatic. She set her chin, gathered herself and turned toward her auntâs approaching steps. âYou have your letter? I wouldnât want you to face such a perilous trip to town and realize youâd left the letter behind.â
âExactly.â Henrietta sounded cheerful and it was no trouble at all to imagine her delighting in the prospect of more drama. There was a rustle and shuffle as she gathered her skirts. âI certainly pray we shall not run into any further trouble. Now that Robert has agreed to take that beast of a runaway to the sale this very day, I am most relieved.â
âYes, but think of whoever buys the gelding,â Noelle pointed out, struggling to put a smile on her face, as Robert took her elbow and helped her into the sleigh. âThere is more peril awaiting that unsuspecting buyer.â
Robert chuckled, warm and deep, a sure sign he was amused. âI will make it clear the gelding has certain training problems, so that we wonât have that on our consciences.â
âGood.â Noelle patted his hand before she let him go. âThank you for that. I donât want anyone to get hurt the wayââ she swallowed hard, forcing the past back where it couldnât hurt her ââwe almost did.â
âAnd Iâll drive you two lovely ladies to town myself, just to make sure there are no more mishaps.â
Henriettaâs humph of disapproval was loud enough to disturb the placid Miss Bradshaw. The mare sidestepped in her traces with a quick clip-clip on the ice. âRobert, youâll not hitch that beast to this vehicle!â
âNow, my dear, Iâll just tie him behind the sleigh. There will be not a single thing to worry about.â
âWe shall see when we get safely to town. If we get safely to town.â Henrietta gave the lap blanket a sound snap, shaking it out.
Noelle felt the rasp of the blanket fall across her knees. Whatever her losses and lessons in her life, she was so grateful for her wonderful aunt and uncle. Their love, their acceptance and their funny ways reminded her of her own parents. She hooked her arm through Henriettaâs and held on tight.
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By noontime, the freezing fog had been blown apart by a cruel north wind bringing with it the look of snow. Thad reckoned the growing storm cloud in the northeast might bring another whiteout. With the responsibilities at the home place partly his now, too, Thad worried about the livestock. He blew out a breath, knuckled his hat back and glanced around the busy town street.
Angel Falls was still a small town by most standards, but it had grown in the time heâd been away. There were more shops, and the look of the street was fancier, as if the whole place, despite the current recession, was managing to thrive. Fancy ribbons brightened up one window, colorful ladiesâ slippers another, even here at the far end of Second Street, making him feel out of place as he looked for the land office. But he did spot a bookstore. Heâd have to go in there another time.
Was he on the right side of the street? He tugged the piece of paper from his trouser pocket and squinted at the address Aiden had scribbled down for him. A womanâs gruff voice lifted slightly
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