Slapping reins and creaking wheels disturbed the dawn's silence as Walt drove out of the yard. Cecile waved on last time then stood shivering until he had disappeared from sight.
Suddenly, the quiet returned, this time bringing a hollow feeling that forced out her tears. Gazing around through the blur, he realized how truly alone she was. Just her and the animals, at least that's what she hoped as she ducked inside and closed the front door, sliding the locking bar across it.
The warmth inside felt good next to the fire. She choked back her sadness and resolved to be brave. A little extra work never hurt anyone, and time alone would let her reflect on her life. Well-earned blisters grated nosily together when she rubbed her palms back and forth over the flames, and she grimaced, knowing she would only earn more with her added chores. What happened to those blemish-free hands she once had?
Her thoughts turned to Walt. Where was he now? Was he thinking of her? She smiled, picturing his handsome face and appreciating how wonderful he made her feel. Despite her nervousness at the moment, her life was better because he was part of it. She looked around the dismal room, realizing she could life anywhere as long as they were together.
Although tempted to crawl back into bed and sleep until her husband came home, she admonished herself for acting so childish. She donned her work clothes, imagining the look on her father's face if he saw her dressed for farming. His little girl milking the cow and gathering eggs; he'd faint dead away. She forced herself out of the cabin's coziness into the cool morning air.
"Okay Bossie, here I come. My hands are nice and warm for you."
*****
Destiny's Bride is available with my other work at Amazon. This was my debut novel that earned four stars from The Romantic Times...back in 2003 when it was entitled, Prairie Peace. If I could redo this novel again, I'd adhere to all the rules I've learned since then. Thank you Books We Love for giving Cecile another chance.
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