Chapter 23

Sable pointed toward the church and said, “Shouldn’t we be gettin’ on over to Parson Brown’s now?”

“Well, ordinarily I’d say yes, but I just noticed the sky. It looks bad. I think I need to get you homebefore it starts. We can do this tomorrow.” He took her hand and pulled her along to the buggy and helped her up.

About halfway home, the rain started, and Storm cursed himself for not renting a hotel room until the storm passed. Instead, he rode as fast as he could until he saw a shack in the distance. It was a shack that had been half burned down, leaving only a portion of a room with a fireplace. It was just enough to keep them dry if the wind didn’t blow too much. As soon as he got there, he helped her down from her seat, swept her up in his arms, and rushed her into the covered part.

“You need to take them things off so you won’t catch cold. I’ll try and find us some firewood so we can have a fire.”

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