A Western Romance: Love Storm - Western Historical Romance: (Western Fiction, Western Books, Western Brides) (Leap of Love Series Book 4) by Paige Powers Page A
Authors: Paige Powers
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be the right time to ask about her mother.
"Please tell me about my mother."
Her father turned around on his heels. "Sweetheart, you've been through so much these past few days. Maybe you should get some rest. I'll have Miss Nolan prepare a bath for you, and bring you some tea and those cookies you like."
"I asked you to tell me about my mother."
Rubbing his temples, Lou shook his head. "Maybe another time."
"Father, the time is now. I am old enough to know about her. I've been old enough to know about her."
When Lou still did not respond, Bianca blurted out, "Red Davies told me about her."
Bianca nearly jumped out of her skin when Lou slammed his hand on the nearby table.
"Do you dare speak that name in this house after all that he has put us through?"
Bianca stood there quietly, trying to let her father's anger pass before she spoke again.
"It was not meant to be disrespectful. I am simply telling you that he told me how wonderful and sweet and loving and caring my mother was. He gave me a little insight into her spirit. And it was nice to hear something so good about her. You never share anything about her."
"You want to know about Samantha? Here."
Lou disappeared out of the room and came back with a small wooden box. He practically shoved it at her and then stomped out of the room, leaving her standing there with the box and her hurt feelings.
A tear threatened to fall, but Bianca held her emotions intact. She had at least gotten through to her father, and that made a difference at this time. Bianca had to hope that the rest of it would all fall into place.
Bianca went upstairs to her room, clutching the box. Once in her room, she sat on her bed, just her and the box.
Her emotions were surging through her body. What had her father given her? The box had a latch that opened easily. When it opened, a sliver of mirror was on the back of the top, and a small figure twirled around while a song played. At the bottom of the music box, there were letters addressed to her.
She ran her fingers along the lettering. Her mother had written these letters for her, and now here she was holding the very letters.
"Miss Bianca, your bath is drawn, and I will bring your tea as soon as you are finished."
Miss Nolan was standing in her doorway.
"Thank you, Miss Nolan. I will be right there." Bianca wiped away the tears streaming down her face.
She decided that it was best to take her bath and get her tea so that she could relax in bed, and then take as long as she needed to read her letters.
Chapter 10
My Dearest Bianca,
From the moment I held you in my arms, I knew that you would change my life. Looking in to your eyes melts my heart, and I know that I have done something right. I hope you know how much I love you, and how much you mean to me and to your father. We are the most unlikely of couples, but sometimes life just puts two people together in order to make something better come out of it. I believe that was you.
I wanted to make sure to share a few life lessons. First, always be good to yourself. No one else will treat you as good as you treat yourself. Take time to smell the flowers, listen to the birds, and enjoy the feel of the sunshine on your face. Dance in the rain, and make sure that you don't let opportunities pass you by.
Be a good person. It is a good thing to be nice to others. People will remember that about you.
Find love. That one is important. Sometimes you will hear that love will come to you. That is not true all of the time. You have to find it, and when you do, it can be beautiful. You may find love with the person that you least expect. That person may not look like what you envisioned, and they may not exactly be perfect. No one is. No one is perfect. That is the key.
Love is necessary. Love is what keeps us going. I hope you find the person who makes your heart race, who makes you smile, who makes your stomach swirl. The person that you can't get off of your mind. And when you
"Please tell me about my mother."
Her father turned around on his heels. "Sweetheart, you've been through so much these past few days. Maybe you should get some rest. I'll have Miss Nolan prepare a bath for you, and bring you some tea and those cookies you like."
"I asked you to tell me about my mother."
Rubbing his temples, Lou shook his head. "Maybe another time."
"Father, the time is now. I am old enough to know about her. I've been old enough to know about her."
When Lou still did not respond, Bianca blurted out, "Red Davies told me about her."
Bianca nearly jumped out of her skin when Lou slammed his hand on the nearby table.
"Do you dare speak that name in this house after all that he has put us through?"
Bianca stood there quietly, trying to let her father's anger pass before she spoke again.
"It was not meant to be disrespectful. I am simply telling you that he told me how wonderful and sweet and loving and caring my mother was. He gave me a little insight into her spirit. And it was nice to hear something so good about her. You never share anything about her."
"You want to know about Samantha? Here."
Lou disappeared out of the room and came back with a small wooden box. He practically shoved it at her and then stomped out of the room, leaving her standing there with the box and her hurt feelings.
A tear threatened to fall, but Bianca held her emotions intact. She had at least gotten through to her father, and that made a difference at this time. Bianca had to hope that the rest of it would all fall into place.
Bianca went upstairs to her room, clutching the box. Once in her room, she sat on her bed, just her and the box.
Her emotions were surging through her body. What had her father given her? The box had a latch that opened easily. When it opened, a sliver of mirror was on the back of the top, and a small figure twirled around while a song played. At the bottom of the music box, there were letters addressed to her.
She ran her fingers along the lettering. Her mother had written these letters for her, and now here she was holding the very letters.
"Miss Bianca, your bath is drawn, and I will bring your tea as soon as you are finished."
Miss Nolan was standing in her doorway.
"Thank you, Miss Nolan. I will be right there." Bianca wiped away the tears streaming down her face.
She decided that it was best to take her bath and get her tea so that she could relax in bed, and then take as long as she needed to read her letters.
Chapter 10
My Dearest Bianca,
From the moment I held you in my arms, I knew that you would change my life. Looking in to your eyes melts my heart, and I know that I have done something right. I hope you know how much I love you, and how much you mean to me and to your father. We are the most unlikely of couples, but sometimes life just puts two people together in order to make something better come out of it. I believe that was you.
I wanted to make sure to share a few life lessons. First, always be good to yourself. No one else will treat you as good as you treat yourself. Take time to smell the flowers, listen to the birds, and enjoy the feel of the sunshine on your face. Dance in the rain, and make sure that you don't let opportunities pass you by.
Be a good person. It is a good thing to be nice to others. People will remember that about you.
Find love. That one is important. Sometimes you will hear that love will come to you. That is not true all of the time. You have to find it, and when you do, it can be beautiful. You may find love with the person that you least expect. That person may not look like what you envisioned, and they may not exactly be perfect. No one is. No one is perfect. That is the key.
Love is necessary. Love is what keeps us going. I hope you find the person who makes your heart race, who makes you smile, who makes your stomach swirl. The person that you can't get off of your mind. And when you
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