The
following snippet is taken from
Mail
Order Lorena
Book 17
in the series,
Widows, Brides & Secret
Babies
Lorena looked up and blinked. “My
problem?” Which one? I have so many.
“You know, sugar, the one with your
mail. You said Clyde gave you two letters he’s been holding, but you’re pretty
sure you should have received more mail, right?”
“Yes. I’m almost positive.” Surely,
I would have heard from at least one of the men I wrote to. Even if they did
not think me a suitable match as a wife, I would think they would have had the
courtesy to write back and say they made other arrangements.
“There’s a man out there. He doesn’t
come in very often, but he’s been here a few times. He used to come Friday
nights, but the last two times he’s come on Sundays. Sits at the bar and nurses
a whiskey or two, and then he leaves. We’ve all tried to get him upstairs, but
he doesn’t want any part of us.”
Lorena blinked and shook her head.
Could Fancy be talking about the mystery man with the deep Southern accent? He
caught her attention one late afternoon when, while she delivered clean glasses
to Al, he asked for a drink. She recalled feeling her breath catch when she
glanced at him. He struck her as being so ruggedly handsome, it had taken all
her willpower not to openly stare. “It sounds like he can’t be bothered with
anyone but himself. Why do you think he would help me?” Afraid her face might
betray her interest, she dipped her head as she sipped tea from her cup.
Fancy broke into a knowing smile. “I’ve
seen him watching you, sugar. I know you avoid looking at the customers, but
that doesn’t stop a few of them following your every move when you go up front.
He’s one of them who shrugs us off but keeps his eyes glued on you whenever you
walk by.”
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