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Authors: Jenny Creek Tanner
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sister Bettie was married and living on her own land with her new husband.
The marriage had come quickly after the reverend’s public proposal, but the changes hadn’t stopped there. Callie and Essie knew right away that the one room cabin the three sisters had lived in would never do for four people—especially not with two of them newly married. When Reverend Victor suggested Callie and Essie move into town in his parish house, Callie had seen it as a godsend.
She rose and traced her hand along the rough-hewn table. While she loved her sisters deeply, living here with Essie made things simple. Callie worked at the local hotel as the cook, which supplied them with just enough income to live on.
The water started to boil and she rushed to pull it from the heat and drop the potatoes in to cook. Sadness crept into her heart as she slid the chunked vegetables into the water. She had a good life—a full life—and yet something was missing. Being the oldest of the four sisters and watching two of them fall in love and be married left Callie wanting more.
Lord, do You have someone for me?
She knew that contentment in the Lord was more important than her personal desires, but if God should see fit to bless her with a husband, she wouldn’t turn him down.
Until then, she’d cook her famous chicken pot pie at the hotel and care for her youngest sister. That would have to be enough.
Wade Goodrich slammed the door as he left the ranch house where his father lived with a few of the hands he employed. Each day it was becoming clearer that his father, Bart Goodrich, was void of compassion and motivated by selfishness.
It pained Wade to admit these things were true, but he couldn’t help but see them in the choices his father made as well as the words he spoke.
“Heading out early Wade?”
Wade blinked out of his thoughts. “Um, yeah Al, I’m heading back to my place.”
“We’ll see you around tomorrow, yeah? We’ve got to move that head of cattle from the back pasture.”
“Yeah, I’ll be here.” The ranch hand nodded then stomped up the steps to the house.
At the barn, Wade saddled up his horse and headed out to his land situated behind his father’s.
How many times had he thought about cutting ties to the main Goodrich ranch? Too many, but something held him back. At first he thought it was his family pride, but now he was beginning to wonder if it was just his own selfishness. Was he wrong to stay in business with his father?
The sun set across the flat planes that led the way to the small valley where his cabin was situated. Next to it, the small, temporary barn waited to house his horse for the evening. Inside his cabin he knew he’d find a can of beans and a piece of salted meat if he were lucky.
He needed to start taking better care of himself.
But it was more than that. He needed to make changes in his own life and with his relationships, namely his father.
God, what would you have me do?
It was at times like these, surrounded by nature and relative silence, that he felt the Lord’s presence with clarity. His father said he was foolish for believing what Reverend Victor preached, but Wade knew that listening to him was the smartest thing he’d ever done.
After brushing and feeding his horse, he went inside and stoked the banked fire to heat up his beans. There was no salted pork and he let out a groan. The life of a bachelor was getting old. At twenty-five he was ready to admit that it was time to settle down, but it was one thing to admit that and another to follow through with it.
An image of blonde hair and blue eyes as clear as the sky flashed in his mind.
Callie Cummins was the woman of his dreams. She was the very same woman who would stop at nothing to berate him every time she saw him.
He slumped into his only chair and ate the mildly warm beans right out of the can. He was a fool to think that she’d ever fancy him, but there was something about her fiery spirit and
The marriage had come quickly after the reverend’s public proposal, but the changes hadn’t stopped there. Callie and Essie knew right away that the one room cabin the three sisters had lived in would never do for four people—especially not with two of them newly married. When Reverend Victor suggested Callie and Essie move into town in his parish house, Callie had seen it as a godsend.
She rose and traced her hand along the rough-hewn table. While she loved her sisters deeply, living here with Essie made things simple. Callie worked at the local hotel as the cook, which supplied them with just enough income to live on.
The water started to boil and she rushed to pull it from the heat and drop the potatoes in to cook. Sadness crept into her heart as she slid the chunked vegetables into the water. She had a good life—a full life—and yet something was missing. Being the oldest of the four sisters and watching two of them fall in love and be married left Callie wanting more.
Lord, do You have someone for me?
She knew that contentment in the Lord was more important than her personal desires, but if God should see fit to bless her with a husband, she wouldn’t turn him down.
Until then, she’d cook her famous chicken pot pie at the hotel and care for her youngest sister. That would have to be enough.
Wade Goodrich slammed the door as he left the ranch house where his father lived with a few of the hands he employed. Each day it was becoming clearer that his father, Bart Goodrich, was void of compassion and motivated by selfishness.
It pained Wade to admit these things were true, but he couldn’t help but see them in the choices his father made as well as the words he spoke.
“Heading out early Wade?”
Wade blinked out of his thoughts. “Um, yeah Al, I’m heading back to my place.”
“We’ll see you around tomorrow, yeah? We’ve got to move that head of cattle from the back pasture.”
“Yeah, I’ll be here.” The ranch hand nodded then stomped up the steps to the house.
At the barn, Wade saddled up his horse and headed out to his land situated behind his father’s.
How many times had he thought about cutting ties to the main Goodrich ranch? Too many, but something held him back. At first he thought it was his family pride, but now he was beginning to wonder if it was just his own selfishness. Was he wrong to stay in business with his father?
The sun set across the flat planes that led the way to the small valley where his cabin was situated. Next to it, the small, temporary barn waited to house his horse for the evening. Inside his cabin he knew he’d find a can of beans and a piece of salted meat if he were lucky.
He needed to start taking better care of himself.
But it was more than that. He needed to make changes in his own life and with his relationships, namely his father.
God, what would you have me do?
It was at times like these, surrounded by nature and relative silence, that he felt the Lord’s presence with clarity. His father said he was foolish for believing what Reverend Victor preached, but Wade knew that listening to him was the smartest thing he’d ever done.
After brushing and feeding his horse, he went inside and stoked the banked fire to heat up his beans. There was no salted pork and he let out a groan. The life of a bachelor was getting old. At twenty-five he was ready to admit that it was time to settle down, but it was one thing to admit that and another to follow through with it.
An image of blonde hair and blue eyes as clear as the sky flashed in his mind.
Callie Cummins was the woman of his dreams. She was the very same woman who would stop at nothing to berate him every time she saw him.
He slumped into his only chair and ate the mildly warm beans right out of the can. He was a fool to think that she’d ever fancy him, but there was something about her fiery spirit and
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