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- The Taylor and Donovan Families1871
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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
With a soft c? Alex wanted to know.
Yes.
I think thats the norm, especially if a person sees the name before they hear it.
Alex and his mother went on talking for the next few minutes. Marcails attention began to wander around the room, and she found it as well equipped as Alex had described. The bed was spacious, with a lovely headboard and footboard. There was a small dining table with four chairs, and a small sofa, much like the one in Alexs living room. The room even boasted its own little pot-bellied stove.
Marcails gaze moved past the stove and then shot back when she spotted a dog lying next to it. At least she thought it was a dog. It was big enough to be a small horse. Marcail was unaware of the way both Alex and Helen had stopped to watch her. Marcails eyes were like dinner plates, and her mouth opened but no words came out.
Come here, Danny, Helen finally spoke.
The enormous dog responded immediately, and as he slowly approached, Marcail moved back on the bed until she was against the footboard. Alexs arms seemed to come out of nowhere, and Marcail relaxed when she felt them.
He wont hurt you, he said softly in her ear, and Marcail let her head fall back against his shoulder. She couldnt believe how good it felt to have him touch her. It wasnt that his family frightened her, but everything here was new and strange, and the feel of his arms was as secure as the feel of walking in the front door of her own home.
Danny came forward on Alexs command, and Marcail reached out to pet him. His entire back end moved in ecstacy over that attention, and Marcail knew in an instant that Danny was as gentle as Alex declared.
After a few moments Helen sent Danny to get Ida, something hed been trained as a puppy to do. The housekeeper brought a light snack that was enjoyed by all, including Danny. Time seemed to race by, and Marcail was surprised when Alex said it was after 5:00 and he wanted to take her upstairs to get settled before going to meet his father and brother. Following Alexs lead, Marcail kissed Helen as they left the room. Alex reminded his mother theyd be back soon.
Alex and Marcail didnt see the smile that passed between Ida and Helen on their exit. Both women were thinking the same thoughttheir precious Alex had found a jewel.
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Alex and Marcail had not reached the stairs before his father and oldest brother, Skip, came from their shared office to meet Marcail. Their smiles were warm and their hugs strong as they welcomed this petite Montgomery, as Skip instantly called her.