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Seans eyes went from the grinning sheriff to the judge, who was staring down the steps of the scaffold to a woman standing below. Sean followed his gaze and saw black spots again. With Duncans hand gripping his arm, he was brought back to his senses just as the judge addressed him.
Well, son, it seems theres been a change in the plans. Can you stay on your feet long enough to be married?
eleven
Duncan stared down at the redheaded woman in front of him and tried not to smile. Charlotte Cooper, Charlie to the entire town, was the hardest working woman in the area. Deceptively attractive under her dusty clothes, Charlie did a good job of hiding her beauty beneath the hat she wore, the brim of which was always stubbornly pulled down to her brows.
Charlie and Duncan were alone in the judges chambers where she had just become Mrs. Patrick Sean Donovan III. She didnt appear overjoyed, and Duncan was thankful that they had tied the knot before she could change her mind. He didnt by any means believe this was a match made in heaven, but he did believe that if God had brought Sean this far, He would see him the rest of the way.
I think hell be just fine, Charlie, Duncan told her after Sean went to her wagon with his deputy.
Hed better be, Duncan, she told him seriously, wondering again at the impulse that now had her married. Because if he makes one move out of line, Ill bring him back here and you can just go right ahead and hang him higher than Haman.
Duncan did smile then, not believing for a second that she was as indifferent as she sounded. His smile only caused Charlie to frown.
What are you grinning about? she growled at him.
Duncan didnt answer, and Charlie shook her head and exited the courthouse.
Sean was waiting patiently where he had been directed. He watched his wife approach and felt a state of shock settle over him. His wife. He was married! And to an absolute stranger!
Charlie stopped in front of him and looked out under the battered hat. Her eyes were serious, and Sean wondered what she was thinking.
I hope youre not afraid of hard work, she muttered as she hitched her skirt enough to climb into the wagon unassisted. You can sit in the back.
Sean did as he was told, careful not to sit on the supplies neatly stacked in the rear of the wagon. Duncan stepped to the sideboard and spoke softly.
I wanted to warn you about the paper Id found, Sean, but I was afraid of getting your hopes up. Charlie will do right by you. Just follow the rules and youll be fine. They shook hands, and Duncan told the still-speechless Sean that the door to his office was always open.