Montana Lawman Rescuer. Linda Ford

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      Mikey repeated each word.

      The outer door squeaked and young Clarence poked his head in. Clarence often helped Jesse. “Didn’t see anyone waiting for the stagecoach. Asked at the store and at the hotel.”

      “Thanks.” Why was no one waiting for her? What had brought her to town?

      He jerked toward the inner door as it opened.

      “Mikey, can you read the book by yourself while I talk to the sheriff?” the doctor asked.

      “’Kay.”

      Jesse rose, transferred the boy to the chair, settled him with the book, then followed the doctor into the examining room. “Is she alright?” he asked.

      Doc Baker nodded. “A concussion is the only injury I found. It’s responsible for her loss of memory.”

      Emily looked ready to cry and Jesse went to her side. He didn’t reach for her hand. He had no right. But she took his and squeezed with a strength that surprised him.

      “What if I don’t remember?” Her voice shook with tension.

      “Now don’t you worry, miss. You’ve been in an accident. You’ve banged your head. Your memory will return in its own good time. Don’t push it or fret. That only interferes with healing.”

      Her grip tightened. Jesse squeezed back.

      “What’s going to happen to me? To him?” She nodded toward the room where Mikey waited. “If he’s my son, wouldn’t I remember? But if he’s not, then why do I have him with me?”

      Doc patted her hand. “You aren’t wearing a wedding ring so I would think you are unmarried. As to who Mikey is to you...well there could be any number of explanations. Perhaps he’s a nephew or the child of a friend you planned to meet.”

      Jesse could have informed the doctor that he didn’t sound at all convincing.

      “But what are we to do?” Emily wailed.

      “I’ll take you home to my grandmother.” Jesse had already told her that, but perhaps she hadn’t thought he meant it. Or had she forgotten that, too?

      “There you go.” Doc stepped back, his job done. “Mrs. Whitley will take good care of you. As will Jesse.” Doc gave Jesse a look that informed him he better do so.

      “I sure will.” It was all he could do not to wrap his arm about her shoulders and hold her tight. Her situation made him feel protective. “It’s my job.”

      He helped Emily to her feet. In the waiting room, he scooped Mikey into one arm. As they stepped outside, he offered his elbow to Emily and she clung to it. Whether out of fear of her unknown future or out of lingering dizziness, he couldn’t say. In either case, he meant to make sure she was okay before he let her out of his sight.

      She shivered and he pulled her tighter to his side. Then he realized she shivered from cold, not concern. Dark, rain-filled clouds scudded across the sky.

      If he didn’t get back to the stagecoach before the rain came, any trail the thieves had left would be washed away.

      But he couldn’t go until he had Emily and Mikey in his grandmother’s care.

      The wind picked up in velocity. The sky darkened. He hurried them toward home. He reached the gate and nudged it open.

      Emily held back, studying the house.

      He followed the direction of her troubled gaze. “The house is twelve years old. It was built when old Mr. Marshall started Bella Creek so people wouldn’t have to live in the rough mining town of Wolf Hollow if they didn’t want to.” His home was two stories. Four bedrooms upstairs. The main floor had a room used for Grandmother’s seamstress business, as well as a welcoming kitchen and a cozy living room. At least, that’s how he viewed them.

      “Come on. I’ll introduce you to my grandmother.” He put Mikey down and held out his hand to invite her to join him.

      She held back. “She doesn’t know me.” Her eyes came to him. “I don’t know me. Maybe I’m someone you wouldn’t want to know. Maybe I’ve done something wrong.”

      “Have you?” Maybe the direct approach would unlock her memories.

      She held his gaze for a moment, then her eyes darkened. “I—I think—” She shook her head.

      “Remember what the doctor said. Don’t try too hard.”

      She nodded, relief clearing her eyes.

      Was it possible she did have a checkered past? Was she running from someone or something?

      It was his duty to find out who she was, and if her past involved breaking the law, he would deal with that according to his sworn duty. He would not be fooled by her innocent looks.

       Chapter Two

      Emily reluctantly allowed Jesse to draw her toward the house. He’d asked if she’d done something wrong. The question had triggered a response in her brain—one that made her stomach clench. She swayed a little with dizziness, grateful that Jesse held her arm so she wouldn’t fall.

      She tried not to think of all the things she might be guilty of, but it made her head pound. “Jesse, wait.” She pulled him back.

      Jesse faced her, his expression so kind that she couldn’t swallow. “Everything is going to be okay.”

      “I don’t know that. Just as I don’t know who I am or what I’ve done. I don’t even know who Mikey is. My son? A friend’s son?” A word hovered in the back of her mind. A word that described Mikey. She almost captured it, but then it slipped away. The wind stung her eyes and made her shudder. Not knowing was the worst feeling in the world.

      “Emily, I know you’re frightened. Remember the verse you quoted? ‘What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee.’ Do you believe it?”

      She didn’t have to think to nod a yes.

      “That says to me you are a child of God.”

      She nodded again. “I belong to Him. Have since I was a child.” How did she know that and yet couldn’t recall her name or her relationship to Mikey?

      “God will not abandon you now. Do you believe that?” His gaze held hers, full of assurance and faith.

      “I do.” She sucked in air until her lungs would hold no more. “I’m ready.” She gripped his hand with all her strength as he led the way up the path to the front door of a welcoming-looking house. He opened the door and called, “Gram, I got company for you.”

      A dog barked from somewhere inside.

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