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The Runaway Mail Order Bride: Sweet Western Romance
The Runaway Mail Order Bride: Sweet Western Romance
The Runaway Mail Order Bride: Sweet Western Romance
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The Runaway Mail Order Bride: Sweet Western Romance

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Runaway Mail Order Bride - Sweet Western Romance
Sweet Romantic Old West Novella

Boston 1890:
Beautiful eighteen-year-old mail order bride Suzy Remington was purchased by a well-to-do rancher living near the majestic mountains of western Colorado.
Marrying an--in her eyes--ancient man doesn't appeal to her much. But it's still a welcome way to leave her oppressive step-family.
However, when she hears that the rancher has a twenty-year-old son, she gets very cold feet.
Apprehensive, she travels west anyway--and discovers the love of her life.

If you enjoyed this story, you may also like Sharaya's "She Came One Spring" and the "Blizzard Bride" novellas. They are also sweet western romances.
Happy ending guaranteed!

Also check out "Total Domination," a clean romantic suspense story.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSharaya Lee
Release dateApr 28, 2013
ISBN9781301104970
The Runaway Mail Order Bride: Sweet Western Romance
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Sharaya Lee

Sharaya and Sherman Lee own a collie dog, two guitars, and live in the country with their children.Sharaya and Sherman are sharing a desk. If you liked Sharaya's romances, you might also like Sherman's Westerns "Stormie Jones," "They Knew No Mercy" and "Hawk." Also available at Smashwords.Western romance author Lenny Davis writes in the same vein. Highly recommended.

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    The Runaway Mail Order Bride - Sharaya Lee

    Suzy Remington is

    The Runaway

    Mail Order Bride

    A Sweet Romantic Old West Novella

    by

    Sharaya Lee

    Copyright 2013 by Sharaya Lee

    All rights reserved!

    Smashwords Edition

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    Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    This story is a work of fiction.

    Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, and real locales is purely coincidental.

    Make sure you also enjoy Sharaya Lee’s

    She Came One Spring

    Blizzard Bride

    Come Back, Blizzard Bride!

    Watch Out, Blizzard Bride!

    Sweet Western Romance Fiction

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    How dare you be seated in my presence before I sat down? Mrs. Primrose cast the girl on the chair in front of her desk an icy glance.

    I’m dreadfully sorry, madam. Susannah got back up and brushed a strand of her blonde hair off her forehead. With a quick sweep of both hands she smoothened the wrinkles out of her blue cotton dress and stood erect.

    Mrs. Primrose in her green velvet dress lowered herself onto her high-backed chair. She sat ramrod-straight, as if she’d swallowed a stick, and fixated Susannah with her beady gray eyes. As you should know by now, Matrimony Incorporated puts a very high value on proper etiquette and decorum, she said. How do you think did we become so successful? And how will you be an adequate wife, if you don’t even know when to be seated? Your manners are still pitiful, my dear.

    I apologize, madam. Susannah said, tensing just a bit. I may be standing up on the outside, she thought to herself. But on the inside I’m sitting down, you priggish person.

    Well… Mrs. Primrose lifted her face up until Susannah could see into her nostrils. The matron made a dignified gesture with her right hand. You may be seated.

    Susannah curtsied and sat down again.

    The matron of Boston’s premier mail order bride service folded her hands and put them on the polished top of her desk. I have good news for you, she said, putting on a smile. You have been purchased.

    Susannah swallowed.

    It had happened…

    Somebody had chosen her.

    But who?

    Mrs. Primrose now shuffled through papers. Your fair looks and your young age have surely had something to do with the fact that you got as fortunate as you did, Mrs. Primrose said, and as quick as you did.

    Why do you say that, madam?

    A very well-to-do rancher in Colorado has chosen you. You will be joining the family of the widowed Mr. Gustavus Reinhard and his twenty-year-old son Jacobus.

    A cattleman…?

    That’s what I said, my dear.

    And he has a twenty-year old son Jacobus…? Susannah’s blue eyes grew wide.

    Mr. Reinhard is a very honest and transparent person, Mrs. Primrose said. "He says that his filius Jacob is an exceedingly shy person. He will by nature stay out of your way. You will not incur any problems with him. You may not even have to see him much. But to have a woman around of his own age will calm him and help him cope with the loss of his mother, God rest her soul. The father wishes for his son to be happy and women are exceedingly rare out where they live. It’s a very masculine society to which you will be traveling."

    But how old is the rancher? Susannah said.

    A very generous man. Let me see… Mrs. Primrose checked her records. Born in eighteen-forty-seven. Now is the year eighteen-ninety. She looked at Susannah. Can you compute his age?

    Susannah’s eyes got unfocused.

    When she arrived at the result, a hot sting shot into her eyes and she had to suppress the tears that wanted to escape their wells. Her head swam.

    Her husband was 43 years old.

    Today was April 3rd, her own eighteenth birthday. The man who had paid the stately sum of 500 dollars for her was twenty-five years older than she was. Oh God, she thought.

    But what did she expect?

    Young men out west could hardly afford such fees as were charged here. You needed time to acquire wealth, even in a land of possibility like the West. She’d expected a more mature person to come along, all right. Somebody with gray temples.

    But someone that old?

    Susannah sighed. Then she smiled.

    Your future host is forty-three, Susannah, Mrs. Primrose said and shook her head. She pushed a long and ornamented piece of paper across the desk, took a pen from its holder, dipped its tip into the ink vat that sat next to it, and held the pen out for Susannah to take. After you sign this, you will receive a hundred dollars in cash. It is an allowance from your groom, so that you may appear before him decently outfitted and in a presentable state. Sign here, young lady, she ordered.

    Susannah took the pen. She glanced at the heading. It read Marriage License. Her vision began to blur

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