“
Howie brought her hand to his lips. “You stepped in front of me,” he said in wonder. “I didn’t need you to. I can handle Prudence Morgan.”
“But you didn’t.” She tapped his chest. “You stayed quiet for the longest time before responding.”
“Quiet is how I handle difficult people….”
“You don’t handle me that way.” Her voice came out sounding breathless.
Howie slipped his arms around her. “If it were up to me, this is how I’d handle you.”
Butterflies danced in her stomach. Not a fearful batteri
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― Mail-Order Brides of the West: Bertha: A Montana Sky Series Novel
― Mail-Order Brides of the West: Bertha: A Montana Sky Series Novel
“
I miss my mother."
Mrs. Norton touched Trudy's shoulder in silent sympathy.
"She never had a chance to see any of her daughters get married."
Trudy laid the veil on the bed.
"It's hard to completely enjoy your wedding day when your mother isn't with you."
"Your mother did see your sisters wed and I'm sure she'll be with you today."
Trudy looked at the woman, astonished she hadn't received a more pious answer from a minister's wife.
She pointed a finger upward. "I know she's in heaven."
Mrs. N
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― Trudy
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