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    The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride
    The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride
    The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride
    Ebook62 pages55 minutes

    The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride

    By Cia Leah

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    Sweet western short story.

    Hope Bishop was on her way to Weeping Willow Creek to marry her late husband's best friend when their stagecoach went over the hill, killing her intended. She was thrown from the stage and knocked out, but when she woke up, Dusty Flynn had rescued her and taken her to a rundown shack to care for her. Desperate to find her son, Timmy, she wanted to find him herself, but her head injury wouldn't let her. Dusty told her to stay where she was and he'd go find the boy.

    Dusty found Timmy in a hollowed out tree and got him back to his ma. He was concerned with their welfare since Weeping Willow Creek was a wild, unruly town and women were scarce. When Timmy asked him to take them home with him, he couldn't oblige since it wouldn't be proper without wedding Hope. When a man accosted Hope in the hotel dinning room, he made up his mind he couldn't leave them there all alone and unprotected. He done the only decent thing he could do. He married her and became a pa to Timmy. At least his grandma would be happy he got married, but could they learn to love each other and become a family or would the man who accosted her destroy their lives?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCia Leah
    Release dateApr 21, 2017
    ISBN9781386809081
    The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride
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    Cia Leah

    Cia Leah is a multi-published author written in a variety of genres. Her favorite genre to read and write are westerns and historical romances. She successfully completed the Writer's Digest Short Story Course and a creative writing course. She is a member of Romance Divas and highly recommends it and the wealth of knowledge provided on the site for readers and writers. Semi-retired, she writes as time allows due to real life and thanks her readers for their support. At present time, she is writing western short stories, novelettes, and novellas.

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      The Snow-Kissed Mail Order Bride - Cia Leah

      Dedicated to Ms. Jean, a fine southern lady.

      Chapter One

      Dusty Flynn rode around the bend in the rutted road, keeping his eyes on the stagecoach tracks in the snow.  He leaned over and patted his horse, Charger, on the neck and glanced at his mule, Peaches, as she followed peacefully behind.  He didn’t need to lead her; she followed him everywhere since he was a small boy.

      That stagecoach driver barely made the bend without hitting the hillside.  Hopefully he made dead man’s bend up ahead, Charger.

      He rode slow and kept a tight rein on his horse.  There was ice under the snow and it was pretty slippery.  As he neared dead man’s bend, he saw the stagecoach’s tracks end over the side of the hill.  Man, who would drive that fast in this weather?

      Dusty rode up to where the tracks stopped, dismounted, and looked over the side of the hill to see the stagecoach at the bottom on its side.  It wasn’t a steep drop, but enough it could kill or hurt someone bad.  Shoot.  I’m going to have to go down there and see if anyone’s still alive.

      He got his rope and uncoiled it, tied it around the saddle horn, and backed Charger up to the opposite side of the road.  You know what to do.  We’ve been through this before.  He tied the rope around his waist, walked to edge of the hill, and stepped over the side.  His foot slipped and he dug his boot heel into the snow and damp earth beneath. 

      It was slow going, but he finally made it to the bottom.  He untied the rope and walked to the stagecoach, climbed up to the open door and looked inside.  A man dressed in a black suit was slumped over the seat, his neck at an odd angle.  He felt for a pulse, but there wasn’t one. 

      Dusty jumped back to the ground and walked around to find the driver pinned under one of the dead horses.  There was no hope for him.  He placed his hands on his hips and looked around some more, then started to walk to his rope dangling from the hillside when he caught sight of something black sticking out of the snow on his left.  He strode over and his breath caught in his throat.  A woman laid there, her dark hair spread out in the snow.  Snowflakes caressed her face.  God, I hope she isn’t dead. 

      Dusty knelt down beside her and laid his head on her chest.  She was still breathing.  He stripped off his coat and draped it over her and checked her for injuries.  Other than a nasty bump on her forehead, he didn’t think anything was broken.  Miss, he said gently.  Wake up.  She didn’t move.  He looked her over once more and realized she was wearing a wedding gown.  Was that her husband dead inside the coach?  He groaned.  He didn’t need a hysterical female on his hands.  Especially when he had to try and get her out of here and up to his horse.  There was only one thing to do.  He had to carry her up that hillside and hope Charger was strong enough to pull them both up.  If he didn’t get her out of here, she was going to freeze to death and the snow was falling harder with each passing minute.  He slid his hands under her and picked her up.  She didn’t weigh much, which helped. 

      He trudged through the snow to the rope, tossed the lady over his shoulder as easily as he could, and tied the rope around her and himself.  He inhaled a deep breath and pulled hard on the rope.  Get me out of here, Charger!

      Dusty dug his boots into the hillside as Charger pulled them up.  Half way up he slipped back two feet.  Come on, Charger, pull!  The rope tightened again.  He prayed hard.  The ascent up the hill was slow going, but finally he was at the top.  He tried to grab hold of the edge of the hill, but his gloved hands slid on the ice.  "Come on, Charger, a

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