Faith
Chapter One
Deliverance, Texas
Late 1800s
She's late." Liza Shepherd slipped a pinch of
snuff into the corner of her mouth, then fanned herself with
a scented hanky.
Nicholas checked his pocket watch a fourth time, flipping
it closed. Mother was right. His bride-to-be was late. Any
other day the stage would be on time. He poked a finger
into his perspiration-soaked collar, silently cursing the heat.
He'd wasted half a day's work on Miss Kallahan, time he
could ill afford. Fence was down in the north forty, and
ninety acres of hay lay waiting to fall beneath the scythe
before rain fell. He glanced toward the bend in the road,
his brows drawn in a deep frown. Where was she?
Calm down, Nicholas. Work does not come before family obligations.
Why did he constantly have to remind himself of that?
A hot Texas sun scorched the top of his Stetson. Fire ants
scurried across the parched soil as the town band unpacked
their instruments. Tubas and drums sounded in disjointed
harmony. He wished the town wouldn't make such a fuss ... read full excerpt from: Faith: Brides of the West #1 ebook
