Colorado Courtship: Winter of Dreams / The Rancher's Sweetheart. Cheryl St.John
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       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

       The Rancher's Sweetheart

       Dedication

       Bible Verse

       Contents

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Epilogue

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

       Excerpt

       Copyright

      Winter of Dreams

      Cheryl St. John

      This story is dedicated to my beautiful grandmother, Sarah Mellissa St.John, who by example taught me to call on the name of Jesus in times of trouble, to love unconditionally, to laugh a lot, to cry a little

      and to always see the good in others.

      O death, where is thy sting?

      O grave, where is thy victory?

      The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law.

      But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory

      through our Lord Jesus Christ.

      —1 Corinthians 15:55–57

      Contents

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

      Chapter One

      Colorado, January 1899

      Mr. Hammond’s telegram had assured her, due to the mild winter, that the train would have no problem reaching Carson Springs mid-January. Violet Kristofferson unfolded his message and read it again, her gaze stumbling first over the name she’d chosen. She would have to remember. Bennett. Violet Bennett.

      She’d barely been able to eat the entire way, even though train stations between Ohio and Colorado often had decent restaurants or a nice café next door.

      Her stomach tightened now at the prospect of living and working among strangers in a place she’d never been, but she’d had little choice—her situation in Ohio had forced her to take action.

      The heavy gray sky outside the steamed-over windows didn’t bolster her mood or her confidence, but some time ago the conductor had announced their destination only an hour hence. A single stove glowed in an attempt to heat the railcar, but all day her feet had been numb from the cold. Absently she checked the delicate gold watch that hung on a chain around her neck and discreetly adjusted one leg, then the other, eager to stretch. She would sleep like a baby once she was finally able to lie down with a comfortable mattress beneath her.

      The rhythm of the wheels changed, and the car slowed fractionally. Passengers straightened in their seats in anticipation of the stop.

      Violet wiped the window with her mittened hand СКАЧАТЬ