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hand, Mary! They're awful!"
Mary stomped as hard as she could on John's foot, before rushing to the kitchen to collect her boys. She wouldn't even look at Millie as she ran out the door and hurried back to the hotel dragging a boy with each hand.
John threw money onto the table to pay for his meal before stomping out the door, for once not trying to talk Millie into running away with him.
Millie frowned as she was left alone in the dining room. That hadn't gone well, but it was because the people involved hadn't cooperated. She'd find some other way to show Connor that she was worthy of his love. There were any number of things she could do to impress him. She'd just have to stay on the lookout.
Millie was in the mercantile the following afternoon, looking for fabrics, which were on the bottom shelf along the back wall. A young mother did her best to reach one of the jars of canned goods on the top shelf, but she couldn't get to it, so Millie got it down for her. She ended up getting down four jars for the younger woman. "Thank you so much! I wish he wouldn't put so many of the things I need up so high."
As the other woman left, Millie looked at the wall. It did seem rather strange to her that the food would be up so high, but the fabric would be on the bottom. She didn't think twice about helping the store owner as she rearranged the shelves. She didn't know why no one ever arranged things in a logical manner. It only made sense that the things that people needed the most would be lower. She didn't care if she didn't get thanks for what she did. She simply wanted to help people.
When she was finished, she took her purchases to the front and paid for them with a smile, knowing the proprietor would be thrilled with her work when he had a chance to notice it. He would surely see the logic of what she'd done.
Just as she was leaving the store, she heard a loud crash and looked to the back. A child was standing with a broken jar scattered on the floor around him. Millie shook her head, hoping his mother would keep a better eye on him in the future. What kind of parent let their child run amok that way?
She walked into the park and walked over to sit on the bench in front of the fountain. One of the ladies that she'd gotten to know since she'd been in town, Lilah, approached her and sat down beside her. "How do you like Gullet Gulch?"
Millie smiled and nodded happily. "I love it here. I think it's a beautiful place. I feel like I belong here already." She stretched her feet out in front of her, carefully keeping her ankles crossed. The sun felt good on her face. It was mid-September, and it was already starting to get cooler.
"I'm glad. I was a little worried you would feel like you didn't fit in, what with you being a substitute bride and all. Do you ever hear from you friend Berta? That was the name of the woman who was supposed to marry Connor, right?"
Millie gritted her teeth. "Yes, that was her name. We write every week. She was my very best friend back home, you know. She's expecting her first." She was pleased to see the other woman's reaction to her words.
Lilah looked shocked. "Already expecting? How can that be?"
Millie smiled. "I've been here a month, and she married over two weeks before I arrived. Plenty of time for her to be carrying." Millie didn't really know if her friend was carrying, but Berta had hinted that she thought she might be.
Lilah frowned. "But why did you have to lock her in a closet and steal her train ticket if she was already married?"
"Lock her in a closet and steal her train ticket? What makes you think I did that?" Why would someone think she would do such a thing? She'd never done anything that bad in her life.
Lilah shook her head. "That's just what I heard."
"Well, it wasn't true. Not at all. She married someone else and decided not to come, so I decided to take her place."
Mary stomped as hard as she could on John's foot, before rushing to the kitchen to collect her boys. She wouldn't even look at Millie as she ran out the door and hurried back to the hotel dragging a boy with each hand.
John threw money onto the table to pay for his meal before stomping out the door, for once not trying to talk Millie into running away with him.
Millie frowned as she was left alone in the dining room. That hadn't gone well, but it was because the people involved hadn't cooperated. She'd find some other way to show Connor that she was worthy of his love. There were any number of things she could do to impress him. She'd just have to stay on the lookout.
Millie was in the mercantile the following afternoon, looking for fabrics, which were on the bottom shelf along the back wall. A young mother did her best to reach one of the jars of canned goods on the top shelf, but she couldn't get to it, so Millie got it down for her. She ended up getting down four jars for the younger woman. "Thank you so much! I wish he wouldn't put so many of the things I need up so high."
As the other woman left, Millie looked at the wall. It did seem rather strange to her that the food would be up so high, but the fabric would be on the bottom. She didn't think twice about helping the store owner as she rearranged the shelves. She didn't know why no one ever arranged things in a logical manner. It only made sense that the things that people needed the most would be lower. She didn't care if she didn't get thanks for what she did. She simply wanted to help people.
When she was finished, she took her purchases to the front and paid for them with a smile, knowing the proprietor would be thrilled with her work when he had a chance to notice it. He would surely see the logic of what she'd done.
Just as she was leaving the store, she heard a loud crash and looked to the back. A child was standing with a broken jar scattered on the floor around him. Millie shook her head, hoping his mother would keep a better eye on him in the future. What kind of parent let their child run amok that way?
She walked into the park and walked over to sit on the bench in front of the fountain. One of the ladies that she'd gotten to know since she'd been in town, Lilah, approached her and sat down beside her. "How do you like Gullet Gulch?"
Millie smiled and nodded happily. "I love it here. I think it's a beautiful place. I feel like I belong here already." She stretched her feet out in front of her, carefully keeping her ankles crossed. The sun felt good on her face. It was mid-September, and it was already starting to get cooler.
"I'm glad. I was a little worried you would feel like you didn't fit in, what with you being a substitute bride and all. Do you ever hear from you friend Berta? That was the name of the woman who was supposed to marry Connor, right?"
Millie gritted her teeth. "Yes, that was her name. We write every week. She was my very best friend back home, you know. She's expecting her first." She was pleased to see the other woman's reaction to her words.
Lilah looked shocked. "Already expecting? How can that be?"
Millie smiled. "I've been here a month, and she married over two weeks before I arrived. Plenty of time for her to be carrying." Millie didn't really know if her friend was carrying, but Berta had hinted that she thought she might be.
Lilah frowned. "But why did you have to lock her in a closet and steal her train ticket if she was already married?"
"Lock her in a closet and steal her train ticket? What makes you think I did that?" Why would someone think she would do such a thing? She'd never done anything that bad in her life.
Lilah shook her head. "That's just what I heard."
"Well, it wasn't true. Not at all. She married someone else and decided not to come, so I decided to take her place."
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