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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
When the Donovan girls entered the store and didnt see him, they made their way to the back of the store where they knew he would be. There was a platform area where the freight wagons from the shipping office could pull alongside to be unloaded. This is where they found Sean and today Rigg was working with him.
Both men were stripped to the waist and Kate saw in an instant why Riggs shoulders and arms looked powerful enough to lift a draft horse.
Kaitlin watched as he hefted enormous crates without visible effort, sometimes swinging one onto his shoulder and carrying another under his arm. They were almost finished unloading when Rigg told Sean to put his shirt on, make a delivery uptown and then return the wagon to the shipping office.
Sean, Kate noticed absently, was damp with perspiration. Rigg, on the other hand, was not even breathing hard. Kate had not meant to stay as long as she did and was embarrassed when Rigg noticed her. He retrieved his shirt and vest, put them on and then motioned to Sean who was also covering himself.
The men approached and Kaitlin was glad she was standing in the shaded area because she could feel herself blushing.
We just came by to say hello and to see how you were doing. Kates voice sounded strained even to her own ears.
Im fine. I was going to come for supper tonight.
Okay, Kaitlin said with a smile.
Ive got to get this wagon back. Ill see you tonight.
The girls bid their brother good-bye and Kaitlin noticed for the first time that Rigg was silently eyeing Marcails feet. She couldnt tell exactly what he was thinking but when their eyes finally met she thought he might be angry.
Did you come down today to buy shoes? The words were said softly, deceptively so.
No, but I get paid next week and well get them then. Kaitlin looked very pleased with herself.
Marc, why dont you go in and look at the shoes? Well come in later and you can show us the ones you like.
Marcail looked to her sister for approval and then went in the rear door.
Kaitlin, he said as he tried to control his temper, didnt Mr. Carson give you some extra money?
No. He told me about my raise though, Kates smile faded when she saw how upset he was.
My father told me that you were to get back pay for the money you should have been getting, a housing allowance and a raise.
Well, maybe hes going to get it to me this week. Or next week when I get my pay.