by Dalia Wright
“I have been in over 25 duels and needless to say I’ve won them all.” Tina was impressed.
That night in her bed Tina thought about Jacob. She thought about his strong arms and imagined them hugging her. He imagined the two of them lying in bed together, sharing an intimate moment. She knew that her plan would work, and that they would be able to get rid of William shortly after they were married. She was not looking forward to consummating the marriage, however. She thought maybe she could get William drunk enough so that he passed out before the deed could be done.
The next morning at breakfast, Tina, Dorothy, and Henry sat at the table eating porridge. Henry and Dorothy were still very content at their meeting William the night before. They thought that things were wrapped up quite nicely in a neat little package. Their daughter was going to marry a rich, successful man who could provide for her. Little did they know of her own plans that she was hatching underneath the surface.
“Mother, I’d like to go horse-back riding with Kate today, if it is alright with you,” announced Tina suddenly.
“Well I had planned on giving you another sewing lesson this afternoon, but I do suppose it would be alright. You need your socializing time and horse-back riding is a fine pursuit, your father and I both agree on that.”
So that afternoon Tina walked over to Kate’s house and asked her if she wanted to go horse-back riding in the fields and orchards around their houses. Kate very much did, so they saddled up and went riding. They covered a lot of territory and found some excellent, beautiful scenery in the woods and in the fields. All of a sudden, when in a shaded part of the woods, they walked into an ambush. A total of four bandits laid in waiting for them, two in front and two that jumped behind them. They were surrounded. The tallest of the four bandits, their leader, spoke up: “We’ll be taking those purses off of ya. Not to mention those thoroughbreds. I’m sure we can find a better use for them than yas. Now, go along, be quick about it.”
Tina and Kate were in such shock that they did not know how to answer. Plus, neither of them had ever had a real live pistol pointed at them before. Now there were four. Tina slowly removed her purse from her arm and began to hand it to the tall bandit. Kate took Tina’s lead and did the same. Tina felt crushed because she had a lot of cash in her wallet that she was saving for an outing with Kate and Eric.
Just as the lead bandit began cackling to himself about the great score he was about to walk away with, a shot was fired from behind him and a red explosion of blood erupted from his chest. Then three more shots were fired and the three other bandits went down as well. Tina had no idea who the mystery man was who saved them and vanquished the bandits. She was too much in shock to dismount and look around. So she stayed put. And then, from the shadows, emerged none other than Jacob Farraway. “Thought you two could use some help,” said Jacob coolly.
Tina was speechless. So Kate jumped in. “Oh my gosh! You came at the very best time! How did you know we were here and needed help?”
“I was walking along this path from a friend’s house and heard some commotion,” explained Jacob. “So I hid in the shadows to determine what was going on. Luckily I had my loaded carbine shot on me so that I could quickly dispatch of your so-called robbers. Wasn’t it lucky that I was here right when you needed me the most?”
Tina was still shock. But she managed to muster a reply: “Lucky hardly even covers it. You are my hero and saviour!”
Tina swung her leg over and dismounted her horse. She ran up to Jacob and gave him an enormous hug and a kiss on a cheek. She could not see Kate’s reaction to this but somehow knew that she was smiling broadly at this act. Kate knew, as any best friend would, that Tina had found love. Tina’s resolve to carry through with their plan of eloping after having married William was stronger than ever.
Tina didn’t much feel like riding after this incident. So she took up her purse from the dead bandit and retrieved her friend’s as well, and the three of them continued down the shady path through the canopy of foliage into the forest. They were moving west now, away from the orchard, and chasing the sun towards a beautiful evening glow. Tina and Jacob were afoot, and Kate was still mounted.
“I feel as though we could let Kate in on our plan, Jacob,” announced Tina. “She is my best friend and would keep any secret if we asked her to.”
“Alright. Let’s share it with her then,” agreed Jacob.
And so Jacob and Tina included Kate in their little secret. They told her of how they planned to go ahead with wedding with William Hornhill and how after they were together they she would have meetings with Jacob until finally, by William’s honour, a duel would come about. Jacob would clearly win this duel and then, with William’s money, Tina and Jacob would be free to live their lives unfettered.
Kate was clearly shocked by this plan as it seemed so drastic to her. But she could also sense the love between Tina and Jacob and knew that nothing could stand between them. So she gave them words of encouragement and basically supported them to the best of their abilities. After another hour or so of walking Jacob decided that he would be off and walked in the direction of his home. Tina and Kate mounted up and trotted all the way back to Kate’s house where they took care of their two horses and chatted a bit more. Tina then left Kate and headed back to her own home, adding, “Kate, I’ll see you at my wedding!” Kate nodded sadly but somehow managed to make a smile to see her friend off with.
The week passed very quickly and the day of the wedding approached. Dorothy helped Tina get ready for it by helping to find the most perfect wedding dress in the entire town f0r her to wear. Trying it on at the store, Tina had to admit to both herself and her mother that it was beyond stunning. They made all sorts of other preparations too. They selected the prettiest roses to ornament the tables. They found the best band in town to play music to enchant the guests and family members alike. And the venue of the reception, they picked a beautiful country pavilion house very close to the church where the formal ceremony would be held. Guests would be able to stroll leisurely to the pavilion and have a seat and drink wine, spirits, beer, and eat to their heart’s content.
Tina wasn’t even nervous about the wedding. She knew, in the back of her mind, that her relationship with William would not last. And this realization gave her strength. Even though Jacob was not a guest at the wedding, he was very much with her in spirit. As the hour of before the ceremony dawned, Tina was in one of the back rooms of the church getting ready and making final adjustments to her outfit. She was standing in front of the full length mirror, peering at herself, when she heard the door open behind her. It was William. He stepped through and appraised her fully. There were a few moments of silence until he stepped up to her and put a hand on her cheek.
“You are not supposed to see me before the wedding, William. It is bad luck,” uttered Tina, summoning as much courage as she could to face him.
“That’s just a silly superstition. If I want to see my girl before the ceremony, I will.”
“I am not a foreman in one of your mills that you can command. I am your fiancé.”
Silence ensued. Then a hard smack and Tina’s left cheek was left red and sore.
“Let me get one thing straight with you,” replied William. “I may not be your boss, but I will be your husband. You will obey me in all matters. Is that clear?”
“Y-yes,” stammered Tina. William quickly turned around and left the room. Tina was left in shock. She had not expected such cruelty. Not even from him.
She brought a hand up to her cheek and examined the mark he had left in the mirror. It didn’t look too serious. It just stung a bit was all. And besides, what was she going to do now? They were going to be married within half an hour. There was no way the ceremony was being called off now.
When it was time to enter the church’s main room Tina could hear the beautiful music the organ made before she could see the multitude of guests who had shown up to watch her get married off. The music was delig
htful, very classy and old-fashioned. Just the way her parents liked it. As she approached the aisle she saw Kate and Eric in the front row. Kate was very emotional and it looked like she was going to cry at any moment. Eric was much cooler and looked very handsome and composed. Dorothy and Henry, her parents, were also in the front row. They looked very proud. Especially Henry, who had a big grin on his face as if to say, “I thought this day would never happen.”
As she approached the dais where the minister was stationed, she saw her husband-to-be, William smiling at her. She saw nothing but cruelty beyond the smile, and was continuously reminded of the violence he had shown her. She thought, somewhat morosely, that she was probably the only one in the room at this time who knew that dark streak that this man had. He had been so good at covering it up. She thought with satisfaction how smooth he would look once Jacob had dealt with him.
The minister said a few words before getting into the nuts and bolts of the service. After he had asked if there was anyone in the room thought they should not get married, he asked to see the rings. The rings were brought forth and they each took turns putting it on each others’ fingers. Her ring was truly magnificent. It sparkled as only a twenty-four karat gold ring adorned with perfect diamonds could. And his ring was very nice as well. Finally, they kissed, and the room erupted in applause.
Next came the post-ceremony celebrations. They retreated to the pavilion to have a seat and enjoy some amazing food. The weather could not have been more perfect. It was a bright, sunny, warm afternoon. The band played marvellously and there was even quite a bit of dancing amongst the guests. William, however, did not dance. He just remained in his seat, looking at Tina as if she were his trophy or something, and accepted continuous congratulations by friends and colleagues who came up to him to shake his hand and offer commendations. Dorothy and Henry were dancing together, big smiles on both of their faces. Then Henry came up to Tina and said, “Tina! Don’t look so glum. This is the happiest day of your life! Come, at least have a dance with your old man.”
So Tina arose and walked over to the middle of the dance floor. The crowd parted as she gracefully entered the center of the pavilion. Henry reached out and held her hand. They came together and moved to the sounds of the music, rhythmically swaying back and forth. He led her very well, and Tina had to admit, at that point, that she was having a good deal of fun. She looked over and saw Eric and Kate dancing together as well. This wedding is all a charade. She knew it. But still managed to enjoy herself somewhat.
Many hours later, as the festivities were wrapping up, William approached Tina with the intention of taking her back to his bedroom. Luckily for Tina, he looked quite intoxicated. She had lucked out. He seemed too drunk to perform. So she came back with him to his house – a beautiful mansion on the edge of town – and they both promptly fell asleep in his large bed.
The days passed by slowly. Tina’s luck in the bedroom continued, as William always seemed too busy to make love to her. It turned out he worked all the time. Work was his obsession and his life. This was just fine by Tina, who thought that the less she saw of him, the better. One afternoon, while William was away on business, and Tina was sitting in her bedroom, she heard a small pebble hit the outside of her window. She walked over and opened the window, looking down below to see none other than Jacob on the ground below. “One moment!” cried Tina, who was thoroughly happy to see the man of her dreams. Her heart raced, as she raced down the stairs and through the foyer and antechamber, opening the large front doors and running to the yard. She leapt into his arms and they shared a long, drawn out kiss. “Come inside,” she said. “William is away on business and we have the house to ourselves. Although we shouldn’t probably dally.”
They raced up the stairs, hand-in-hand, and jumped onto her big feather bed, still kissing. That afternoon they made love for the first time. It was Tina’s first time, and she could not have asked for a more memorable occasion.
“I know where he keeps his money,” said Tina finally, after having caught her breath. “Let’s load up a satchel full of cash and you can bring it back to your house and put it in your safe. We’ll smuggle a little out each day until the end of the week when we will have enough to run away and start our new life together. I’ll tell William at the end of the week that you are the new man in my life. He will likely get very angry with me, but he will also have no choice but to confront you and challenge you to a duel. You will of course win, and I will be yours!”
So they went into William’s study and opened his safe. They started filling a large leather satchel with bills and gold bullion until it was almost too heavy to carry. She closed the safe and headed back down to the front yard and helped Jacob load the satchel onto his horse. One goodbye kiss later and he was headed off into the sunset.
The week passed by quickly and finally at the end, over dinner, Tina broke the news to William. “I have been seeing a lover,” she said. William paused for a moment as though he were waiting to hear more. When she said nothing more, he put down his fork and said in a quiet, calm, manner, “You will see no more of this man. Are we clear?”
Tina replied, “I am in love with him. He is mine and I am his. I no longer love you. I have never loved you. And I am planning on eloping with this man.”
“Who is he?” asked William.
“His name is Jacob Farraway. We have made love, and I hope I am with his child.”
William un-holstered his pistol that was on his hip and set the gun d0wn heavily on the table next to his applesauce. “This man is dead,” said he solemnly, and rose and walked over to his study.
Tina believed him. She believed that William had every intention of killing her lover and that he was probably a pretty good shot too. But love had to win. It had to. They would prove victorious.
That evening, after William had gone to bed, another pebble was at her window. She opened it and looked down. There was Jacob, looking confidant and smiling up at her. “Come down!” he whispered loudly. “I have news.”
Tina crept down the main stairs and out the front door, still in her night gown. They hugged, and kissed, and Jacob filled her in on what had happened. Apparently a messenger had left a note for Jacob saying that William had challenged him to a duel, to commence the following morning at dusk in the town square. Already the newspapers were getting ready to report on the event and through word of mouth, many were starting to amass. Tina said she would be there, gave Jacob another kiss on the mouth, and then crept back into the house and into her bed.
At the duel, there was indeed a large crowd that had assembled. William was on one side of the long main road the dissected the town in half. Jacob was on the other. It was how many duels of the day had gone down, and this was nothing new to Jacob. As it turned out, it was nothing new to William either. But as both shots were fired, only one of them connected, and only one of the bodies hit the floor. And that body was that of William J. Hornhill. Jacob had won. And in his victory, Tina had won too. They kissed and saddled up, making their way through the town and to her parents. She said her goodbyes to Dorothy and Henry, and then to Kate and Eric. To Kate and Eric she extended an invitation that they could visit whenever they wanted. And of course Kate and Eric said that they would be happy to have Jacob and Tina over whenever they wanted.
It was a happy time. And the first of a long life of happiness for the new couple. They got married again, eventually, and set up a nice life for themselves running a ranch. Tina, who had gotten pregnant from that first night that they had together, soon became a very happy mother. She produced even more children and pretty soon they had a large, happy family. Jacob never had to use his weapon again, but kept it on hand just in case he needed to defend his land or his family. And luckily for Tina, her passion for cowboys, had been sated thoroughly.
*** THE END ***
In Love with the Preacher’s Daughter
By: Stephanie Hunt
Chapter 1
Sarah Miller had grown
up loving her family. She was an only child, and so didn’t have any other siblings to compete with. Her parents, and her aunts and uncles always lavished her with much love and attention. For her birthdays, they were generous, giving her many wonderful presents, and always celebrating with large, lavish meals. As her nineteenth birthday approached, Sarah was looking forward to the festivities. But there was one thing that she was missing in her life. She wanted a boyfriend. Or a husband. Mainly she wanted a companion to share her life with. All of the other girls her age seemed to be getting ready to settle down. A few of her friends, even, were starting families and having children. Children! At the age of nineteen. If Sarah were to think about it, she would find that she did want kids. But first she wanted to be with someone that she loved. Love was the most important qualification that she would be looking for in a spouse.
Her parents seemed to think that a man with a good, Amish upbringing would be the perfect match for her. They wanted to find her someone with a similar background. A “man of the church” was the phrase that her parents, Benjamin and Olivia, used.
It wasn’t that Sarah was ungrateful of her friends, family, and other members of the church. It was just that she saw things a bit differently. She didn’t see why she should be bound to only the Amish when deciding whom to marry. Her Dad was a preacher, and was pretty rigid on this point. He did not want her marrying outside of the church. So it was very fortuitous and somewhat life-changing when she met Christopher Lockley.
Sarah was outside, in her father’s orchard, picking strawberries one Saturday afternoon when she bumped into a strange fellow. He was kneeling in the dirt, obviously trying to hide from someone or something. When Sarah looked over at him and made eye contact with him, he raised his head and brought finger over his lips.
“Ssshh!” he said.
Sarah was not used to being told to keep quiet on her own property. Especially not by a vagabond like this strange fellow. She glanced at him again, giving him a solid appraisal. He looked to be about twenty years old, had sandy blonde hair that he wore long and combed back, and was rather tall. Perhaps five-foot-eleven or six feet. Sarah decided to play along. If only for the fact that he was relatively cute, and she had never seen him before in the village, let alone on her property.