ROMANCE: Mail Order Bride: A Sheriff's Bride (A Clean Christian Inspirational Historical Western Romance) (New Adult Short Stories) by Nathan Adams
Authors: Nathan Adams
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and some external homes for staff, along with a guest house. He had been born and raised in Texas, and the constantly changing tides in his state were always a point of discussion. In particular, the discussion was surrounding the education system, and how schooling would change as new laws were enacted. I wondered what interest he would have in this topic considering it wouldn’t affect him much.
It wasn’t long after our discussion had begun that we pulled into his home. The entry to it was large and vast, with hefty amounts of fertile land, and long tracks of space for his cattle and horses. The home itself sat perched amidst beautiful landscaping, and its regal appearance was unlike anything I had seen back home. This caught me off guard considering the fact that the rest of Texas seemed very humble by comparison.
He noted the wonder in my eyes and smiled as he stepped out. “This is my home, and soon to be yours as well.” He explained. He walked around to help me off of the coach, and gestured towards it. “Well, do you want to have a look around?” he asked.
I didn’t hesitate to nod my head before we were quickly moving towards the house. “It’s nothing like my own back home! It’s so open and large!” I exclaimed. I thought my own house was quite magnificent, but it paled in comparison to this one. He smiled, “It was built sturdy by my great grandparents. Can you imagine this used to be a one room cabin? Now it’s a huge estate.” He said.
I was in awe at the sheer magnitude of work this must have taken. “That truly is quite a feat.” I said as he opened the door. When we stepped inside, he was properly greeted by staff as well as myself. The home was large and empty otherwise, and I could see how one man could grow lonely in a place like this. Everything was made of thick wood, and the furnishings were quaint, but fit the home’s appeal. Cow skin rugs, and the horns of animals sat proudly about the home. By all measure, it was tastefully decorated, but no doubt a man had done this all himself. I also had never been used to such a primal way of adorning one’s home. It fit his appearance though, and I was beginning to imagine myself proudly walking the halls as the lady of the house soon.
“Well, what do you think about my little slice of heaven?” he asked me with a broad grin.
I walked up closer to him and looked around once more. “It certainly is lovely. It’s nothing like what I am used to, and I find it refreshing.” I said honestly. “Lawrence would have never liked something like this, but then again, he was a product of his raising. I personally love it.”
“Good! I’m glad a woman can appreciate it. My sister always has some sort of complaining and carrying on to do about how I choose to keep it.” He said.
I could only laugh at that, “So you do have siblings and other family?” I asked.
He nodded, “Yes ma’am. I have my sister Jocelyn, who you’re sure to meet before I even kick a bucket her way. There’s also my brother Joseph, but he’s in California, so not much of a chance we’ll be seeing him anytime soon.” He said.
“You’re lucky then. I never had any siblings, but I always begged for a sister. My mother said God had given her me, and me alone, and she was never going to question him for that.” I said in response. She had lost the ability to have more children after an accident, but I could always see in her eyes how she felt inadequate afterwards. She wanted more kids, and I oftentimes wondered if she cried when I wasn’t about. I suspected as much. I had always hoped to have multiple children because of this.
“Sometimes one is all you need, but in regards to that, I do have one other family member you should know about.” He said looking at me.
I furrowed my brows in confusion. I was worried yet again. “What do you mean Brandon?”
He opened his mouth to speak, but as if right on cue, a little girl with bouncing blonde curls and the
It wasn’t long after our discussion had begun that we pulled into his home. The entry to it was large and vast, with hefty amounts of fertile land, and long tracks of space for his cattle and horses. The home itself sat perched amidst beautiful landscaping, and its regal appearance was unlike anything I had seen back home. This caught me off guard considering the fact that the rest of Texas seemed very humble by comparison.
He noted the wonder in my eyes and smiled as he stepped out. “This is my home, and soon to be yours as well.” He explained. He walked around to help me off of the coach, and gestured towards it. “Well, do you want to have a look around?” he asked.
I didn’t hesitate to nod my head before we were quickly moving towards the house. “It’s nothing like my own back home! It’s so open and large!” I exclaimed. I thought my own house was quite magnificent, but it paled in comparison to this one. He smiled, “It was built sturdy by my great grandparents. Can you imagine this used to be a one room cabin? Now it’s a huge estate.” He said.
I was in awe at the sheer magnitude of work this must have taken. “That truly is quite a feat.” I said as he opened the door. When we stepped inside, he was properly greeted by staff as well as myself. The home was large and empty otherwise, and I could see how one man could grow lonely in a place like this. Everything was made of thick wood, and the furnishings were quaint, but fit the home’s appeal. Cow skin rugs, and the horns of animals sat proudly about the home. By all measure, it was tastefully decorated, but no doubt a man had done this all himself. I also had never been used to such a primal way of adorning one’s home. It fit his appearance though, and I was beginning to imagine myself proudly walking the halls as the lady of the house soon.
“Well, what do you think about my little slice of heaven?” he asked me with a broad grin.
I walked up closer to him and looked around once more. “It certainly is lovely. It’s nothing like what I am used to, and I find it refreshing.” I said honestly. “Lawrence would have never liked something like this, but then again, he was a product of his raising. I personally love it.”
“Good! I’m glad a woman can appreciate it. My sister always has some sort of complaining and carrying on to do about how I choose to keep it.” He said.
I could only laugh at that, “So you do have siblings and other family?” I asked.
He nodded, “Yes ma’am. I have my sister Jocelyn, who you’re sure to meet before I even kick a bucket her way. There’s also my brother Joseph, but he’s in California, so not much of a chance we’ll be seeing him anytime soon.” He said.
“You’re lucky then. I never had any siblings, but I always begged for a sister. My mother said God had given her me, and me alone, and she was never going to question him for that.” I said in response. She had lost the ability to have more children after an accident, but I could always see in her eyes how she felt inadequate afterwards. She wanted more kids, and I oftentimes wondered if she cried when I wasn’t about. I suspected as much. I had always hoped to have multiple children because of this.
“Sometimes one is all you need, but in regards to that, I do have one other family member you should know about.” He said looking at me.
I furrowed my brows in confusion. I was worried yet again. “What do you mean Brandon?”
He opened his mouth to speak, but as if right on cue, a little girl with bouncing blonde curls and the
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