Big Sky Cowboy. Linda Ford
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Название: Big Sky Cowboy

Автор: Linda Ford

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Исторические любовные романы

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isbn: 9781472073167

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СКАЧАТЬ But the twins had gone readily into Ma Bell’s open arms and been comforted.

      Cora had needed a little more persuasion.

      “Your sisters are tired and dirty and hungry,” Ma had said. “Why not come with us? I’ll help you take care of them.”

      It was the only argument she would have listened to. Their mother had died a few weeks previously, but not before she’d made Cora promise to take care of the twins.

      Their father had never returned, though Cora had watched for him for several years. She’d given up looking for him, but she would never forget the promise she’d made to her mother, which meant she must be very careful about every decision she made. On the other hand, Ma and Pa Bell made the promise easy to keep.

      The Bells had loved the girls from the first. She wished everyone could have people like them—loving and true. They’d never once given her any reason to doubt them or their word.

      “I’m sorry you don’t have parents,” she said as she handed Wyatt the empty cup.

      Wyatt nodded as he took it from her. “How much do I owe you for the oats and the food? They’re very much appreciated. Thank you, in case I forgot to say that earlier.”

      Normally she would name the price and take the money, but his question gave her a way to see more of him, assess how honest he was. “You can settle up with Pa later.”

      “I’ll do that.”

      She rolled up the sack she’d brought the supplies in and rose. “If there’s anything else you need, don’t hesitate to ask.”

      Wyatt rose, too, and smiled at her. “Much obliged.”

      She studied him. He had a nice smile, but it didn’t erase the dark shadows that lingered in his eyes. It was those shadows, and his reluctance to say where he and Lonnie had come from and where they were going, that made her wary of him. “Bye for now.”

      He nodded. “Goodbye.”

      She glanced past him to Lonnie. “Bye, Lonnie.”

      The boy’s head jerked up, his lips parted, his eyes wide. “Bye.” The word squeaked from him.

      Was he afraid of her? But why?

      His eyes went to Wyatt, who stood with his back to his brother.

      Was Lonnie afraid of his brother? That gave her cause for concern. One thing was certain. There was something not quite right with this pair, and until she knew it wasn’t anything that threatened anyone in her family—including herself—she would not be encouraging any contact. She silently prayed as she returned to the farm. God, make the truth known, clear and plain. Protect my family. May we serve You in sincerity and truth.

      Rose and Lilly watched for her return. “Did you find out anything?” they asked in unison.

      “Their parents are dead.” Her voice trembled. “I can’t help feeling sorry for anyone whose parents are dead.”

      The girls nodded.

      Cora said, “Makes us all the more grateful for being adopted by the Bells.”

      “We need to tell them again,” Rose said.

      The girls agreed they would be more faithful at telling their parents how much they appreciated their love.

      Cora knew the twins wondered about their birth parents, but she was the only one with any recollection of them. Not that it mattered. They were now the Bell sisters.

      “Did you find out where they’re going?” Rose asked.

      “How did the mares look?” Lilly added.

      Cora chuckled. “I could tell which one asked each question without seeing either of you. Lilly’s first concern is the animals. Rose’s is to have all the questions answered.”

      The girls faced her as a pair. “Well?”

      She grinned and teased them. “Well, what?”

      “The mares?” Lilly prodded.

      “They looked all right to me, but I honestly didn’t look very closely at them. Wyatt and his brother built a rope corral that looked fine.”

      Lilly sighed long. “The mare he had here was foot weary and about ready to foal. I’m wondering how the others are.”

      Cora gave a little shrug. “I’m sorry, but I can’t say.”

      “Did they say where they were going? Or where they were from?” Rose demanded.

      “No more than they told Pa.”

      “Hmm.” Rose’s brows furrowed. “Why do you suppose they don’t say?”

      Lilly shrugged. “Could be any number of reasons. No need to imagine some deep, dark secret.”

      Rose huffed. “I’m not imagining anything. I just don’t like unanswered questions. Or unfinished business. Seems to me if a person has nothing to hide they can answer civil questions.”

      Lilly gave her twin a fierce look. “Or maybe they just want to be left to themselves.”

      “Girls,” Cora soothed before the pair got really involved in their differing opinions. “I’ve decided we should give the two of them a wide berth until we’re certain they pose no risk.”

      “Risk to who?” Rose demanded.

      “Their poor animals.” Lilly shook her head.

      “A risk to us,” Cora corrected. “To you two. To Ma and Pa. They seem harmless enough, but I don’t intend to believe first impressions. Now let’s get the chores done and help Ma with supper.”

      She brought in the two milk cows and milked them while Lilly fed the pigs and chickens. Rose gathered the eggs and went to help Ma.

      That evening they kept busy with shelling the peas they’d picked earlier. It gave them plenty of time to talk and even more time to think.

      Even without the conversation circling back to the two newcomers and their horses, Cora’s thoughts went unbidden to Wyatt sitting down by the river in his crude little camp. Hungry, orphaned and caring for a younger brother who seemed troubled, to say the least.

      Or was she being like Rose and, in her search for answers, making up things that had no basis in fact?

      One thing was certain. She would not let down her guard until she had some assurance that it was safe to do so.

      * * *

      Wyatt didn’t come to pay Pa that evening. Perhaps he’d taken the feed and victuals and moved on. In the morning, Cora slipped close enough to see that they were still there. Lonnie was brushing Fanny until her coat shone. Where was Wyatt? She looked around. Then she spotted him, headed up the hill toward the house.

      She bolted to her feet and scampered СКАЧАТЬ