townspeople had donated dishes, pots and pans, towels, sheets and cleaning supplies from what she could tell. She grabbed a cleaning cloth and started dusting furniture while she whistled a soft lullaby.
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After a couple of hours, Lily walked to the boarding house to make sure Madge was aware she would be moving into her little house. She also wanted to ask if her nephew could help in moving her trunks over.
“Of course. I’ll have him bring them right away.” Madge disappeared as Lily headed back to her little home to finish cleaning.
Before she knew it, the sun had gone down behind the hills, and the moon was high in the sky. She stepped out on the front porch to get a breath of air before retiring. The town was quiet now, except for the bawdy music coming from the saloons down the street. They were far enough away that the music could barely be heard.
I better get some sleep. There is church tomorrow and then school on Monday, and I need to be prepared. She had great plans for the children of this town, and she just hoped they were as receptive as their parents had been at the town meeting tonight.
Her thoughts drifted back to the meeting and the blue-eyed stranger in the back of the room. He had stood up for her, and she wondered who he was. “Why was he so willing to support me in front of the town? He doesn’t know me, except for the encounter on the train, and he didn’t let on to anyone that we had met before, or sort of.”
Obviously, he was an upstanding citizen here. No one seemed
concerned by his presence. When he had spoken up for her, they had listened.
The pain in his eyes on the train made her wonder what, or who, had made him so sad.
“And the gun.” Lily remembered with a shudder. He had drawn his gun so fast that she hadn’t even seen him move, much less draw it.
Surely at some point we will be properly introduced, and I can thank him for saving me.
She moved back inside and locked the door before she headed for her bedroom to change into her nightgown. She sat in front of the small dressing table and brushed her hair out until all the tangles were gone. When she wore it down, it usually curled wildly around her head. When she had finished, she tucked it into a bun and went to the bed to pull the fresh covers down.
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ceiling of her bedroom, she thought about her parents—her real parents.
What were they like? Did her mother have big green eyes like hers? Had they been tall? When she had asked where the few letters from her mother had been postmarked in California, they said they didn’t remember and that the letters had been discarded.
Maybe someday she would find her mother, or try to, but for now, she needed to concentrate on her future in Parkville. She drifted off to sleep with questions rolling around in her mind.
The next morning found her quietly humming in her kitchen, fixing herself something to eat and getting ready for church. This afternoon she would work in the little flower garden the ladies of the town had planted in front. She had always loved gardening while she lived in Boston, and since there were several weeds popping up around the pretty flowers, she would have to take care of them before they got out of control.
With the mornings still cool, she grabbed her shawl and purse before she headed for church. She was startled to find Madge on her front steps when she opened the door.
“Madge, it’s nice to see you.” Lily stepped aside and let Madge in out of the cold.
“I came by to see how you were doing.” Madge's gaze swept the room.
“I’m glad the town decided