His Montana Sweetheart (Big Sky Centennial Book 2)

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by Ruth Logan Herne


  “Are you going to send me away?”

  It was the first she had heard from the boy. He didn’t sound as if he was in pain, but she heard the worry under his words.

  “Nee.”

  “Because no one wants me?”

  “Why do you say that?”

  “I overheard Great Aenti May say that she would take Lily if Great Aenti Carol would take Amos. Neither of them wanted to take me.”

  Clara pressed a hand to her lips. The poor child. To know he wasn’t wanted had to hurt deeply.

  Ethan cleared his throat. “I’m not sending any of you away. Your papa wanted all of you to stay together. Your actions today show your disrespect for his memory more clearly than words. How would he feel if Mrs. Lapp came to him to complain you injured one of her animals? Your papa loved animals.”

  Why didn’t Ethan tell the boy he wanted him? It was what the child needed to hear. Clara knew how it felt to be unwanted and unloved. Her heart broke for Micah.

  “I reckon I’d get a spanking for what I did.”

  “I reckon you would if he was here. Go to your room and think on how disappointed he would be with you. Send your brother and your sister down. You will sit and reflect alone and in silence.”

  “They aren’t upstairs.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I checked before you came in.”

  “Where are they?” Ethan demanded.

  “I don’t know.”

  A chair scraped again. “Lily! Amos! Where are you?” There was an edge of panic in Ethan’s voice. She heard his boots pounding up the stairs inside.

  He wasn’t going to beat Micah. She’d put herself in this foolish position for nothing. Now was her chance to leave, but what if he looked out one of the upstairs windows and saw her running across the lawn? Should she risk it? Could she make the cornfield before she was spotted?

  Suddenly, she heard a childish giggle that was quickly smothered. It came from under the porch. Clara noticed a small opening in the latticework where the porch met the house. Looking through the gap, she saw a little girl of about four sitting cross-legged in the dirt with her hands clasped over her mouth. A boy a little older was seated behind her.

  Taking her hands away from her mouth, the little girl pouted. “Oh, you found us.”

  “What are you doing under there?” Clara whispered. She could hear Ethan calling for them from the upstairs.

  “We’re playing hide-and-seek. We’re hiding from Onkel Ethan.”

  That was exactly what Clara wanted to do. She heard his footsteps pound down the stairs. Now was her chance to run. “Micah, check out back,” he yelled.

  No! If Micah was out back, she couldn’t pass him without being seen, and he was certain to recognize her.

  In a few seconds, Ethan would be on the front porch. He was sure to check along this side of the house. He would find her snooping like a thief outside his home. How would she explain herself?

  She couldn’t. There was only one choice.

  She smiled at the two children and pleaded, “May I join your game?”

  They nodded. She quickly wiggled into the opening and held her breath as the front door banged open above her.

  Copyright © 2014 by Patricia MacDonald

  ISBN-13: 9781460337424

  HIS MONTANA SWEETHEART

  Copyright © 2014 by Harlequin S.A.

  Special thanks and acknowledgment to Ruth Logan Herne for her contribution to the Big Sky Centennial miniseries.

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