WESTERN ROMANCE: A Ranch to Call Home (Texas Romance, Mail Order Bride Romance, Clean Romance, Christian Romance) (Clean and Wholesome Romance) by Grace Warren Page B
Authors: Grace Warren
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milk.” Nash
held his son and nodded at each of his statements. “The cat licked it all up
and then Aunt Van found a dead mouse.”
“Well, it sounds
like you have had one heck of a morning there, son.” Nash smiled and walked
over to Lucy. “Galen, this is Miss Lucy Carson. How do we greet guests in our
home?”
Galen beamed and
held out his small hand, “Pleasure to meet you, Ma’am.”
Lucy took his
fingers in hers and shook his hand. “The pleasure is all mine, Galen.”
The small child
wiggled in his father’s arms, his face scrunched up as he considered her
statement. “Aunt Van says we have to share.”
Lucy laughed and
Galen finagled his way back down to the ground and took off running, hollering
for Rufus.
“Rufus is our
dog.” Nash informed her. “That boy adores him, nothing better than a boy and
his dog.”
Lucy agreed just
as a tall, thin woman with sharp angular features walked out to the front step.
An apron had been swathed about her waist and her golden hair had been tied
back in place with a bandana. She traversed the steps with an air of authority,
wiping her hands on the hem of the apron.
“Lucy,” Nash
said. “This is my sister in law Vanessa Wellerman. Van, this is Lucy Carson.”
Vanessa smiled,
but it did not reach her eyes. She did not offer her hand, nor did she offer a greeting
as Galen had. Instead, she turned to Nash and her smiled faded as quick as it
had appeared.
“You are out of
milk.” She stated.
“Alright, I am
certain we can mange until one of us can get to the market.” He assured her.
“I can’t make
anything for lunch without milk, Nash.”
He reached over
and took her hand, patting it. “Van, why don’t we worry about that later. We
can go out for lunch if necessary. Where is Olivia?”
It was obvious to
Lucy that Vanessa was not use to having her demands dismissed. She huffed and
threw her hands in the air. “Where do you think, Nash?” Vanessa turned and
stomped up the stairs and back into the house.
Nash turned to
Lucy with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Van runs a tight ship. She has been
my right hand crew for the last few years, well…” he paused and Lucy saw that
sorrowful cloud darken his eyes, “since Lilly passed.”
He cleared his
throat and changed the subject. “You must be tired. Let’s get you situated and
we can finish up introductions after you have rested a spell.” Nash picked her
bag up and guided her into the house and up the staircase. She didn’t have time
to look around before he had led her to a room at the end of the hallway. He
remained outside the door, standing off to the side to allow her to walk by him
and into the bedroom.
“Van set it all
up for you. There is a separate washroom that has plenty of towels and
toiletries.” He pointed to a large box at the foot of the canopied twin bed.
Lucy recognized it as her shipment from New York. “That arrived for you
yesterday. I hope nothing was damaged.”
Lucy didn’t know
what to think or what to say. “Thank you”
He nodded and
closed the door between them with a soft click of the knob. Lucy sat on the edge
of the bed; her thoughts were a jumbled mess. She was anxious to meet everyone,
yet her body was exhausted. As she washed her face and changed into more casual
clothes, she wondered why Vanessa had been so cold, was it the thought that
Lucy was replacing her after all these years of running the McCain household?
She had no intentions of displacing anyone and she was in no position to make
enemies. As she lay down, starring up at the lace canopy, she promised herself
that she would speak to Vanessa that afternoon and assure her she had no plans
to uproot her from a place she was very much a part of. She turned and took the
document from the county office out of the side pocket of her bag. The clerk
had said they had sixty days before it expired. Sixty days to learn this new
family, plan a wedding and start a new life. She sighed and put the
held his son and nodded at each of his statements. “The cat licked it all up
and then Aunt Van found a dead mouse.”
“Well, it sounds
like you have had one heck of a morning there, son.” Nash smiled and walked
over to Lucy. “Galen, this is Miss Lucy Carson. How do we greet guests in our
home?”
Galen beamed and
held out his small hand, “Pleasure to meet you, Ma’am.”
Lucy took his
fingers in hers and shook his hand. “The pleasure is all mine, Galen.”
The small child
wiggled in his father’s arms, his face scrunched up as he considered her
statement. “Aunt Van says we have to share.”
Lucy laughed and
Galen finagled his way back down to the ground and took off running, hollering
for Rufus.
“Rufus is our
dog.” Nash informed her. “That boy adores him, nothing better than a boy and
his dog.”
Lucy agreed just
as a tall, thin woman with sharp angular features walked out to the front step.
An apron had been swathed about her waist and her golden hair had been tied
back in place with a bandana. She traversed the steps with an air of authority,
wiping her hands on the hem of the apron.
“Lucy,” Nash
said. “This is my sister in law Vanessa Wellerman. Van, this is Lucy Carson.”
Vanessa smiled,
but it did not reach her eyes. She did not offer her hand, nor did she offer a greeting
as Galen had. Instead, she turned to Nash and her smiled faded as quick as it
had appeared.
“You are out of
milk.” She stated.
“Alright, I am
certain we can mange until one of us can get to the market.” He assured her.
“I can’t make
anything for lunch without milk, Nash.”
He reached over
and took her hand, patting it. “Van, why don’t we worry about that later. We
can go out for lunch if necessary. Where is Olivia?”
It was obvious to
Lucy that Vanessa was not use to having her demands dismissed. She huffed and
threw her hands in the air. “Where do you think, Nash?” Vanessa turned and
stomped up the stairs and back into the house.
Nash turned to
Lucy with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Van runs a tight ship. She has been
my right hand crew for the last few years, well…” he paused and Lucy saw that
sorrowful cloud darken his eyes, “since Lilly passed.”
He cleared his
throat and changed the subject. “You must be tired. Let’s get you situated and
we can finish up introductions after you have rested a spell.” Nash picked her
bag up and guided her into the house and up the staircase. She didn’t have time
to look around before he had led her to a room at the end of the hallway. He
remained outside the door, standing off to the side to allow her to walk by him
and into the bedroom.
“Van set it all
up for you. There is a separate washroom that has plenty of towels and
toiletries.” He pointed to a large box at the foot of the canopied twin bed.
Lucy recognized it as her shipment from New York. “That arrived for you
yesterday. I hope nothing was damaged.”
Lucy didn’t know
what to think or what to say. “Thank you”
He nodded and
closed the door between them with a soft click of the knob. Lucy sat on the edge
of the bed; her thoughts were a jumbled mess. She was anxious to meet everyone,
yet her body was exhausted. As she washed her face and changed into more casual
clothes, she wondered why Vanessa had been so cold, was it the thought that
Lucy was replacing her after all these years of running the McCain household?
She had no intentions of displacing anyone and she was in no position to make
enemies. As she lay down, starring up at the lace canopy, she promised herself
that she would speak to Vanessa that afternoon and assure her she had no plans
to uproot her from a place she was very much a part of. She turned and took the
document from the county office out of the side pocket of her bag. The clerk
had said they had sixty days before it expired. Sixty days to learn this new
family, plan a wedding and start a new life. She sighed and put the
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