Linda Ford

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didn’t like his sense of humor. Or worse, maybe in her fancy life back East she was expected to be serious at all times. Now, wouldn’t that be a contrast to the informality of Evans Grove?
    What a shame if she didn’t know how to laugh. But he’d soon teach her how.
    Now, that was something to look forward to.
    They turned down a laneway.
    “We’re almost there.” He might have announced impending disaster the way Rebecca straightened and Heidi pressed into the back of her seat.
    “Relax. They’re my ma and pa. You both know how nice I am. They’re every bit as nice.”
    Rebecca snorted. “What an interesting concept.”
    He simply grinned. Time enough to prove it.
    * * *
    Rebecca set aside her feelings about how Colton had tricked her. Not that she could even say what she felt— annoyance, disapproval...or pleasure at how he’d laughed, a big, noisy laugh that tickled her insides.
    One thing was certain, however. She would find a way to get even, though she had no idea how. Her life up to this point had not included this kind of nonsense. But she would think of something.
    Right now the uppermost thought in her head was that they’d reach the ranch house in a few minutes. And his parents.
    She looked about her, amazed and surprised at how pretty the area appeared. The buildings were in a little hollow, surrounded by trees in their spring finery. A clean scent filled her mind with joy. She picked out smatterings of color in the verdant grass. Wildflowers. She’d like to see them up close and inhale their scent. Would she have an opportunity? The buildings consisted of a hip-roofed barn, several smaller buildings in a neat row and the house. She had no idea what to imagine, but the house looked inviting. Low and rambling. Painted white with red trim. Windows on either side of a brown door. More windows down the side. Were these the bedrooms Colton had mentioned?
    “It looks real nice,” Heidi said, her voice full of awe and a bit of longing.
    Rebecca sighed. All this child wanted was a home. And her brother, though she bravely said she was glad Jakob had a home of his own. Rebecca would never let her know that she heard the child crying out Jakob’s name at night. She’d reach out and touch Heidi’s shoulders, and that always calmed the child. She wanted to do the same now— reassure Heidi that she’d be safe here. But as she stared straight ahead, her heart thumped rapidly.
    In a moment she would begin an adventure.
    She only hoped it would be an adventure and not a disaster.
    I can do all things through Christ, she repeated over and over in her head.
    But nothing eased the sense of dread and anticipation, and her chest began to hurt.
    “Ma and Pa will be happy to see you.” Colton’s words were meant to encourage, but she detected a note in his voice that wasn’t as convincing as his words.
    She squared her shoulders. She’d always been a welcome visitor, an asset at any house party. But this wasn’t a party and she was an uninvited guest.
    He pulled the buggy to the front of the house.
    Rebecca sucked in a deep breath, meant to stiffen her resolve, and almost choked. “What is that smell?”
    He looked surprised. “What smell?”
    She fought against a desire to wrinkle her nose. “ That smell.” It should be obvious to anyone with a nose.
    He sniffed hard and looked around. “I smell cows and horses and pigs, but nothing out of the ordinary.” His gaze jerked to her. “Do you object to the farm smells?”
    Object! To such an offensive stench? Now, why would the idea cross his mind? But she wasn’t so overcome with the odor that she couldn’t see that she’d better tread carefully. She swallowed hard and kept her breathing as shallow as possible. “What’s to object to?” If this was the worst she’d encounter in this strange environment, then she could handle it. But her insides quaked so hard she feared she would swoon as another thought occurred to her. What if it was only the

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