RICKY: A Sweet Western Historical Romance (Mail-Order Brides Club Book 5) by Ashley Merrick Page A
Authors: Ashley Merrick
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gravy,” Emily said as she went back into the kitchen and then set a gravy boat on the table.
“This looks amazing,” Ricky said as Peter and Emily settled into their seats.
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S arah tried to keep up as the conversation flowed during dinner. Peter and Ted were both enthusiastic with ideas on how Ricky should network, who he should meet with and both women mentioned different upcoming events that they should be sure to attend. Sarah had no idea who most of the people were that she mentioned and she was impressed that Bozeman seemed to have such a vibrant arts and social community with various fundraising events coming up to support local charities.
That reminded her, if they were going to be attending fancy parties, then she definitely needed to make some new dresses. She meant to mention that to Ricky earlier anyway and now there might be a bit more urgency depending on how soon the first event was.
“When are these charity events?” she asked. Emily and Lynn looked surprised at the question and Sarah guessed it was because it was the first thing she’d said during dinner.
“The library benefit is in two weeks and the one to support building the new museum is a few weeks after that,” Emily said.
“They are quite formal events. You’ll want to wear your best dress.” Lynn looked pointedly at Sarah’s faded, peach dress and she cringed. She knew her dress had seen better days, but she certainly knew how to dress for a special occasion. The woman hadn’t said it directly, but her meaning was quite clear.
“If you need to have something new made, Colleen does beautiful work,” Emily said with a smile.
“I’ve heard that. I enjoy sewing, too.”
“I would never wear a dress I made myself to such an important event,” Lynn said dismissively.
“Well, I would hope not. You don’t sew very well!” Emily said with a laugh.
“You enjoy sewing? We can get a machine for you this week. I know I’ve seen them at the mercantile,” Ricky said as he reached for more potatoes.
“That would be wonderful! Thank you.”
“I’m going to have Colleen make me a new dress,” Lynn said. “I want to make sure I look my best. Quite a few of Ted’s clients will be there.” She smiled but there was no warmth to it. Sarah seldom took a dislike to someone so quickly, but she was having a hard time finding anything to like about Lynn. She remembered that her husband, Ted, was an attorney, so it did make sense that she would want to look nice to reflect well on him.
She wasn’t worried about it, though. Lynn may doubt her, but Sarah knew her capabilities with sewing and she was looking forward to making something beautiful, as well as some new clothes for both Andrew and Ricky, as well.
Later on, after saying their goodbyes and promising to get together again soon, they left and on the drive home, Sarah was quiet. A concern she’d had before had reared its ugly head again. She felt that she had to say something.
“I’m not sure you made the wisest choice, when you decided to marry me,” she began.
“Why on earth do you say that?” Ricky said with a chuckle. Clearly, he wasn’t taking her concern seriously.
“Ricky, you’re looking to be elected mayor. You might find that the townspeople don’t like the idea of a mayor who married a saloon girl. I might be more of a liability than a help to you.”
“I don’t think that will be the case.” Ricky was quiet for a moment,
and then added, “I did consider that, you know. To be truthful, it’s why I didn’t immediately think of you at first. But once I did, it just seemed perfect to me. I think that once people meet you, they will like you and it won’t be an issue.”
“Thank you, but I’m not so sure about that. Some people think poorly of saloon girls. It worries me, for your sake.”
Ricky reached over and took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Well, stop worrying. I’m not worried, so you shouldn’t be. We’re going to win this
“This looks amazing,” Ricky said as Peter and Emily settled into their seats.
----
S arah tried to keep up as the conversation flowed during dinner. Peter and Ted were both enthusiastic with ideas on how Ricky should network, who he should meet with and both women mentioned different upcoming events that they should be sure to attend. Sarah had no idea who most of the people were that she mentioned and she was impressed that Bozeman seemed to have such a vibrant arts and social community with various fundraising events coming up to support local charities.
That reminded her, if they were going to be attending fancy parties, then she definitely needed to make some new dresses. She meant to mention that to Ricky earlier anyway and now there might be a bit more urgency depending on how soon the first event was.
“When are these charity events?” she asked. Emily and Lynn looked surprised at the question and Sarah guessed it was because it was the first thing she’d said during dinner.
“The library benefit is in two weeks and the one to support building the new museum is a few weeks after that,” Emily said.
“They are quite formal events. You’ll want to wear your best dress.” Lynn looked pointedly at Sarah’s faded, peach dress and she cringed. She knew her dress had seen better days, but she certainly knew how to dress for a special occasion. The woman hadn’t said it directly, but her meaning was quite clear.
“If you need to have something new made, Colleen does beautiful work,” Emily said with a smile.
“I’ve heard that. I enjoy sewing, too.”
“I would never wear a dress I made myself to such an important event,” Lynn said dismissively.
“Well, I would hope not. You don’t sew very well!” Emily said with a laugh.
“You enjoy sewing? We can get a machine for you this week. I know I’ve seen them at the mercantile,” Ricky said as he reached for more potatoes.
“That would be wonderful! Thank you.”
“I’m going to have Colleen make me a new dress,” Lynn said. “I want to make sure I look my best. Quite a few of Ted’s clients will be there.” She smiled but there was no warmth to it. Sarah seldom took a dislike to someone so quickly, but she was having a hard time finding anything to like about Lynn. She remembered that her husband, Ted, was an attorney, so it did make sense that she would want to look nice to reflect well on him.
She wasn’t worried about it, though. Lynn may doubt her, but Sarah knew her capabilities with sewing and she was looking forward to making something beautiful, as well as some new clothes for both Andrew and Ricky, as well.
Later on, after saying their goodbyes and promising to get together again soon, they left and on the drive home, Sarah was quiet. A concern she’d had before had reared its ugly head again. She felt that she had to say something.
“I’m not sure you made the wisest choice, when you decided to marry me,” she began.
“Why on earth do you say that?” Ricky said with a chuckle. Clearly, he wasn’t taking her concern seriously.
“Ricky, you’re looking to be elected mayor. You might find that the townspeople don’t like the idea of a mayor who married a saloon girl. I might be more of a liability than a help to you.”
“I don’t think that will be the case.” Ricky was quiet for a moment,
and then added, “I did consider that, you know. To be truthful, it’s why I didn’t immediately think of you at first. But once I did, it just seemed perfect to me. I think that once people meet you, they will like you and it won’t be an issue.”
“Thank you, but I’m not so sure about that. Some people think poorly of saloon girls. It worries me, for your sake.”
Ricky reached over and took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Well, stop worrying. I’m not worried, so you shouldn’t be. We’re going to win this
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