Shackles of Honor
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“Mother!” came Jill’s emotionally overwrought voice. “Mother! Do you think you and Father could find one moment for your distraught child?”
Cassidy reluctantly released Mason, his smile meeting her own. “What is it that you need, distraught child?” she asked.
“The back entrance is bolted, and I’m not going in through another entrance looking like a drowned, rotting, dead mouse!” the girl cried.
Mason’s smile broadened. “Come along then, distraught child, my daughter,” he chuckled. “I’ll go ahead of you and unbolt the back entrance. Cassidy?” he said, holding out a hand to her.
“In just a moment, darling,” Cassidy told him, for something in her begged her to stay on the banks of the lake for a moment.
“Mother! Please, do not dawdle! I’m such a mess! Father, I cannot believe how you coax me into pirates each time. Will I never learn? Uncle Ellis will have no mercy where teasing is concerned if he sees me!” Jill prattled on as she followed her father toward the house.
After her beloved Mason and Jill were out of sight, Cassidy stood for several minutes enjoying the serenity of her surroundings. She turned when one of the swans that frequented the lake called. Her attention was arrested by a lone dove perched nearby on a low tree limb. She fancied she had seen this dove before, often, in fact, in the same spot. It sat alone, as if watching her and her family play happily along the banks of the lake.
“Tell him thank you for me,” she said softly to the bird. “Tell him that he made my happiness…and that I miss him every day.” She watched as the bird took flight to the heavens.
The swans floated gracefully over the water’s surface looking radiant in the bright summer sun. The scent of roses from the gardens was like perfume on the breeze, and Cassidy’s happiness was whole.
“I sometimes fancy that it is, in some way, a connection to him too.” Cassidy did not startle at the sound of his voice near her ear, for she always sensed Mason when he was near to her.
“What do you mean?” she asked, turning and finding herself instantly in his arms.
“The dove—that lone dove that is ever near the lake. I think it is akin to my father. Watching us—taking to him the joy of our happiness.” He kissed the top of her head adoringly and said, “Now, come along…or your daughter will be in utter, irreversible despair.”
“I love you…you handsome, perfectly wonderful—”
“Pirate?” Mason interrupted.
“Yes,” Cassidy whispered, smiling. “My heart’s own pirate.”
To my husband, Kevin…
My heart’s desire,
My every dream come true,
The love even I could never have imagined!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marcia Lynn McClure’s intoxicating succession of novels, novellas, and e-books—including The Visions of Ransom Lake, A Crimson Frost, The Pirate Ruse, and most recently The Chimney Sweep Charm—has established her as one of the most favored and engaging authors of true romance. Her unprecedented forte in weaving captivating stories of western, medieval, regency, and contemporary amour void of brusque intimacy has earned her the title “The Queen of Kissing.”
Marcia, who was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico, has spent her life intrigued with people, history, love, and romance. A wife, mother, grandmother, family historian, poet, and author, Marcia Lynn McClure spins her tales of splendor for the sake of offering respite through the beauty, mirth, and delight of a worthwhile and wonderful story.
BIBLIOGRAPHY
Beneath the Honeysuckle Vine
A Better Reason to Fall in Love
Born for Thorton’s Sake
The Chimney Sweep Charm
A Crimson Frost
Daydreams
Desert Fire
Divine Deception
Dusty Britches
The Fragrance of her Name
The Haunting of Autumn Lake
The Heavenly Surrender
The Highwayman of Tanglewood
Kiss in the Dark
Kissing Cousins
The Light of the Lovers’ Moon
Love Me
An Old-Fashioned Romance
The Pirate Ruse
The Prairie Prince
The Rogue Knight
Romantic Vignettes-The Anthology of Premiere Novellas
Saphyre Snow
Shackles of Honor
Sudden Storms
Sweet Cherry Ray
Take a Walk With Me
The Tide of the Mermaid Tears
The Time of Aspen Falls
To Echo the Past
The Touch of Sage
The Trove of the Passion Room
Untethered
The Visions of Ransom Lake
Weathered Too Young
The Whispered Kiss
The Windswept Flame
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