Kansas Courtship. Victoria Bylin

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      A woman’s voice drifted in from the street. “Bess! Where are you?”

      The girl scampered outside. As Nora came down the last step, Bess dragged a dark-haired woman through the door.

      “Bess!” the woman scolded. “You shouldn’t be in there. It’s dangerous!”

      “I agree,” Nora called from the stairs. “Let’s talk outside.”

      The woman peered into the gloom. When she saw Nora, her eyes widened with curiosity. “I don’t believe we’ve met.”

      “I’m Dr. Nora Mitchell. I just arrived, and you’re right. This building isn’t fit for pigs.” As she crossed the room, Nora brushed the dust from her skirt. “You must be Bess’s sister.”

      “I am.”

      “It’s nice to meet you.” Nora smiled, but Emmeline didn’t see it. She’d turned to her sister and was tipping up Bess’s chin with her index finger, forcing the girl to look into her eyes, as if she couldn’t understand any other way. “You scared me, Bess. Don’t run off, okay?”

      The girl pulled back and turned to Nora. Her eyes told a story, but Nora couldn’t read it. She only knew Bess had something buried in her psyche. Nora had never been shy, particularly when it came to children.

      “What were you doing in there, anyway?” Emmeline asked Bess, though she clearly didn’t expect an answer.

      “That would be my fault,” Nora replied. “I went upstairs to check the roof. She followed me.”

      The woman looked at Nora as if seeing her for the first time. “You’re the new doctor, the one Zeb’s been bragging about.”

      “He’s not bragging anymore.” Nora indicated her dress. “He wasn’t expecting a woman.”

      Emmeline laughed. “I wish I could have seen his face! I like Zeb. He’s my husband’s best friend, but he’s got some wrong ideas, especially about women.”

      Nora wanted to hug Emmeline Logan. For the first time, she felt welcome in High Plains. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Logan.”

      “Call me Emmeline.”

      “Then I’m Nora.”

      The brunette patted her sister’s arm. “I want to talk to Dr. Mitchell. Go find Will, all right?”

      Bess turned to go, then looked back at Nora as if they had a secret. Nora supposed they did. Bess had seen her at her weakest point since leaving New York. That moment made them friends. Nora waggled her fingers. “Bye, Bess. I’ll see you later.”

      After waving back, the girl scurried through the door. Emmeline followed her with her eyes, then turned back to Nora. Her eyes glistened with the desperation Nora saw every time she tended an ailing child.

      “Please, Dr. Mitchell,” she said quietly. “Will you help my sister?”

      Nora’s doubts about staying had already burned to cinders. Emmeline’s plea blew away the ash. “I’ll do my best. How long has she been mute?”

      “Just since the storm.”

      “Was she injured?”

      “Not exactly,” Emmeline replied. “Doc Dempsey examined her, but he didn’t find anything wrong. I keep wondering if it’s in her head, or if she’s hurt and can’t tell us. Maybe she—”

      Nora interrupted. “Can she cough?”

      “Yes.” Emmeline’s brows collided. “What does that mean?”

      “Coughing indicates functional vocal cords. I suspect Bess’s problem is psychological, and that it’s related to the trauma of the tornado.”

      Emmeline bit her lip, then spoke in a low, frightened tone. “Do you think she’s gone crazy?”

      “Far from it.” Nora had seen the girl’s intelligence, her compassion. “In some ways, her reaction is logical. Not speaking keeps the memories of the tornado from surfacing. Do you know what happened to Bess during the storm?”

      Emmeline bit her lip. “I can barely talk about it myself.”

      Nora hated to push, but she needed Emmeline’s help. So did Bess. “I know about the twins.”

      “Mikey and Missy have been missing for weeks now.” Emmeline turned to the open door. Sunlight silhouetted her upswept hair and the slope of her shoulders. She spoke to the sky to keep from looking at the damage still evident on the street. “The twins are orphans. My parents took them in for the trip to Oregon. We think Bess saw the twins get snatched.”

      Nora pictured flying bodies and shivered. “I see.”

      “We were headed to Oregon with a wagon train, but we’d separated from the rest of the group when they stopped to wait out the storm while we pushed on ahead. When the storm flipped our wagon, my father was crushed under an ox. After that, we saw Kansa warriors—” She bent her neck. “I just want to forget.”

      “So does Bess,” Nora said gently. “But she won’t recover until she lets herself remember.”

      Emmeline shuddered.

      Nora stepped to her side. “I have a colleague in New York who’s an expert in problems like Bess’s. With your permission, I’d like to write to Dr. Zeiss about your sister.”

      Tears welled in Emmeline’s eyes. “I’d be grateful if you would, but I’m afraid to hope.”

      “I’m not.” Nora thought of her little brother. “What scares me is doing nothing.”

      Emmeline turned back to the inside of the building. Instead of focusing on Nora, she scanned the glass on the floor and the dirty walls. “Zeb doesn’t expect you to practice here, does he?”

      Nora looked at the mess with Emmeline. “He doesn’t expect me to practice anywhere. If he has his way, I’ll leave tomorrow with the Crandalls.”

      “He refused to hire you?” Emmeline’s brows shot up. “That’s just plain stupid! I don’t care if you’re a woman. This town needs a doctor. And Bess—”

      Nora held up her hand. “I’m not leaving. He agreed to a one-month trial, but there’s a catch. I have to find my own office.”

      “Maybe Will can help.” Her cheeks turned a pretty pink. “He’s my husband.”

      “I’d appreciate anything he could do.”

      “I’ll speak to him,” Emmeline said. “But there’s something else I have to say.”

      “Of course.” Nora appreciated frank talk.

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