out his hand to help her down. âYou shouldnât have come alone. Thereâs still danger from Indians.â
âI didnât want company. I have business to conduct with you alone.â
Jared couldnât imagine what business she could have with him, but heâd have listened to the most outrageous proposal just to sit and look at her. It was pathetic, it wasnât good for him physically or emotionally, but nothing could have caused him to tell her to get back in the buggy and go home.
âIâm surprised. You know nothing about me.â
âMy cousin, Naomi Blaine, spoke well of you. I trust her judgment.â
âYouâd better come inside and get warm.â
A weak winter sun struggled to shed some warmth, but a harsh wind swallowed it. Laurie was wrapped up head to toe in a heavy driving coat. She had wound a thick woolen scarf around her neck, but her hat and veil provided little protection. She had to be chilled to the bone.
âThank you. It was a chilly drive.â
He didnât know if she was just being polite, or if she really didnât mind the cold. After growing up in south Texas, he had suffered during the winters he spent in Virginia. He hoped heâd never see snow again.
He felt self-conscious about the state of his house as they went inside. The army had taught him to be neat and organized, but two men lived here who didnât have the time or interest in furnishing their home attractively or in keeping it clean.
âI apologize for inviting you into my office, but itâs the only room with a fire.â
âYou donât have to apologize. You had no way of knowing I would be coming.â
Nor any idea why she had. âCan I offer you some coffee? Thereâs still some in the pot on the stove.â
âNo, thank you, but I would appreciate some water.â
What did you put water in when you served it to a lady? All he had was an assortment of coffee cups, tin and earthenware. He returned, embarrassed to present her with a cup and saucer. âSorry, but we donât have any glasses.â
She smiled and his knees nearly gave out under him. âI donât mind. After what we endured on the trip to Santa Fe, Iâll never quibble about what I drink from as long as itâs clean.â
He couldnât be absolutely sure the cup was clean, but he thought it best not to mention that.
She took a long drink before setting her cup down. âThank you. Thatâs just what I needed. I still havenât gotten used to the weather being so dry.â
âYouâre from Kentucky, arenât you?â Thatâs what one of the people in her train had told him.
âNearly everyone in Cactus Corner is from the same village, Spencerâs Clearing. It was all we could do to keep Norman from naming our new town Spencerâs Corner.â
He could believe that. âHeâs your brother-in-law?â
âHe was my husbandâs brother.â
He wondered why sheâd chosen such an odd way to answer his question. âYour husband must have been well thought of. It looked like everyone in town turned out for his funeral.â
âAs I said, nearly all of us came from the same place. Weâve known each other for years. It would have been odd not to attend the funeral.â
Again, sheâd avoided answering his question.
âDo you mind if I take off my coat? Iâm getting rather warm.â
âNot at all. I should have asked you if you wanted me to take it when you came in.â
âI was still cold then.â
She stood and shrugged out of her coat before he could offer to help her. Next she removed her hat and veil. âYour office is very cozy.â
The potbellied stove didnât qualify as cozy in his mind, but maybe she was talking about the warmth and its small size. âI donât spend a lot of time here, so I donât need much space.â
âWhatâs
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