mail order bride, as Marina had never really liked living in the city. They both missed the farm they grew up on, but they had to sell the land after Momma died.
She rushed out to the post office to mail her letter. “How long will it take to get there?” she asked the woman sitting behind the counter. She didn’t even want to wait a day. She hoped the letter would fly.
“Two weeks or so.” The woman looked bored as she accepted the letter from Jasmine, only glancing at the address to respond to Jasmine’s question.
It was early April, and she hoped to receive an answer before summer was in full swing. She knew Marina hated summer in New York, and how hot it got in the factory. Jasmine giggled, remembering last year when Marina would pull her clothes off and run naked through the apartment, not caring that it wasn’t proper.
~ * ~ * ~
Marina was sick of her job at the factory in New York City. She was ready to marry, and start a family. She would rather get out of the city, but with Michael’s job at the factory, they would have to hope they could get a small house
She flitted through her day, excited that it was Monday, so she’d be having lunch with Michael. Although it wasn’t entirely proper for him to have girls alone in his office, he reassured her that it was the best way to know what was going on in the different places in the factory. Plus, on Wednesdays, he had the Genesee twins for lunch. Still, she thought she might encourage him to stop, after they were married.
~ * ~ * ~
It was late May, and the city was already starting to get miserably hot. Jasmine had been checking the post office every day for the past week, hoping she’d get a letter back from George. She stood in line behind an old woman who was clutching a letter to her chest. “My granddaughter, Alicia, wrote this to me. She’s such a good girl, writing me every week. I can’t wait to get home to read it!”
Jasmine sighed. If the woman couldn’t wait to get home to read it, why didn’t she move out of the way and go home so Jasmine could see if she’d received any mail? What was wrong with her? She tapped her foot impatiently, she knew things had been progressing quickly with Michael and Marina, and she was worried.
Finally the woman left, clutching Alicia’s letter in her weathered old hands. Jasmine stepped up to the counter and smiled. “Anything for me?” She’d been in there every day for two weeks hoping George’s reply would be there.
The woman nodded. She handed a letter to Jasmine who glanced down at it with excitement. It was from Montana. This was the letter she’d been waiting for!
She rushed out of the post office and back to the tiny apartment she shared with her sister. She sat at the table opening the letter quickly. “Dear Marina, I was happy to receive your letter. You sound like exactly what I’m looking for. Enclosed you will find a train ticket to Billings, Montana. From there you will have to take a stage to Hope Springs. I will be waiting for you in Hope Springs and we will marry before we head out to the ranch. I look forward to meeting you. Yours, George.”
Jasmine clapped her hands together, excitement washing through her. She picked up the train ticket and saw that it left in just few days. Marina was having her weekly lunch with Michael, and Jasmine knew the lack of a marriage proposal was about to come to a head. She was going to be able to give Marina a chance at a fresh start, the one she’d never gotten.
~ * ~ * ~
Marina clocked out for lunch, and walked up to Michael’s office, carrying her lunch pail. She walked past the Genesee twins, who looks at each other, and then at her. Helena gestured to her, stopping her.
“Hey, Marina, do us a favor, come to lunch with us on Wednesday.”
Marina smiled at Helena and Shirley, “Of course!” Getting an extra visit with Michael was worth sharing him for a
She rushed out to the post office to mail her letter. “How long will it take to get there?” she asked the woman sitting behind the counter. She didn’t even want to wait a day. She hoped the letter would fly.
“Two weeks or so.” The woman looked bored as she accepted the letter from Jasmine, only glancing at the address to respond to Jasmine’s question.
It was early April, and she hoped to receive an answer before summer was in full swing. She knew Marina hated summer in New York, and how hot it got in the factory. Jasmine giggled, remembering last year when Marina would pull her clothes off and run naked through the apartment, not caring that it wasn’t proper.
~ * ~ * ~
Marina was sick of her job at the factory in New York City. She was ready to marry, and start a family. She would rather get out of the city, but with Michael’s job at the factory, they would have to hope they could get a small house
She flitted through her day, excited that it was Monday, so she’d be having lunch with Michael. Although it wasn’t entirely proper for him to have girls alone in his office, he reassured her that it was the best way to know what was going on in the different places in the factory. Plus, on Wednesdays, he had the Genesee twins for lunch. Still, she thought she might encourage him to stop, after they were married.
~ * ~ * ~
It was late May, and the city was already starting to get miserably hot. Jasmine had been checking the post office every day for the past week, hoping she’d get a letter back from George. She stood in line behind an old woman who was clutching a letter to her chest. “My granddaughter, Alicia, wrote this to me. She’s such a good girl, writing me every week. I can’t wait to get home to read it!”
Jasmine sighed. If the woman couldn’t wait to get home to read it, why didn’t she move out of the way and go home so Jasmine could see if she’d received any mail? What was wrong with her? She tapped her foot impatiently, she knew things had been progressing quickly with Michael and Marina, and she was worried.
Finally the woman left, clutching Alicia’s letter in her weathered old hands. Jasmine stepped up to the counter and smiled. “Anything for me?” She’d been in there every day for two weeks hoping George’s reply would be there.
The woman nodded. She handed a letter to Jasmine who glanced down at it with excitement. It was from Montana. This was the letter she’d been waiting for!
She rushed out of the post office and back to the tiny apartment she shared with her sister. She sat at the table opening the letter quickly. “Dear Marina, I was happy to receive your letter. You sound like exactly what I’m looking for. Enclosed you will find a train ticket to Billings, Montana. From there you will have to take a stage to Hope Springs. I will be waiting for you in Hope Springs and we will marry before we head out to the ranch. I look forward to meeting you. Yours, George.”
Jasmine clapped her hands together, excitement washing through her. She picked up the train ticket and saw that it left in just few days. Marina was having her weekly lunch with Michael, and Jasmine knew the lack of a marriage proposal was about to come to a head. She was going to be able to give Marina a chance at a fresh start, the one she’d never gotten.
~ * ~ * ~
Marina clocked out for lunch, and walked up to Michael’s office, carrying her lunch pail. She walked past the Genesee twins, who looks at each other, and then at her. Helena gestured to her, stopping her.
“Hey, Marina, do us a favor, come to lunch with us on Wednesday.”
Marina smiled at Helena and Shirley, “Of course!” Getting an extra visit with Michael was worth sharing him for a
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