Once Upon a Mail Order Bride: Mail Order Brides: Book One by Hannah West Read Free Book Online

sheriff had a cute little two story house on the edge of town half a mile from Clayton’s place. The little house had four bedrooms of decent size and a large kitchen with a cute sitting room out front. Emmy put Carrow in the room downstairs away from the couple’s room upstairs. They were newly married after all.
    Carrow didn’t complain, she spent the day helping Emmy clean, cook and put the house back in order. It looked as if it hadn’t seen a woman’s touch in many years from the look of it.
    “Whoo,” Carrow sighed as she sat back from where she was on her knees scrubbing the wood floors. “Emmy this whole place is covered in a butt load of dust. Has the man never heard of a housekeeper?”
    “Well,” Emmy paused and then blushed, “He’s well-liked by the townsfolk, but he’s pretty brisk with the woman folk. No one would come to clean it after his sister married and moved off to the next county.”
    Carrow raised her brows. “He doesn’t like women in his home, but he married one. Makes no sense.”
    Emmy grinned. “He went to visit his sister a few months back and she had her baby. He took one look at the kid and after he held her he decided it was time he had one or four of his own. In truth his sister is a lot younger, our age, and he didn’t want to be out done.”
    “He can’t stand to lose then?” Carrow laughed. He sounded like a good man.
    “You were right, you know,” Emmy said after a moment.
    “About what,’ Carrow asked, scrubbing some more.
    “About man giving a woman a good time between the sheets.”
    Carrow’s eyes snapped to her sister . Emmy was scrubbing furiously at a spot on the floor, face flushed. Carrow laughed out loud and long.
    “Oh Emmy, I adore y our innocence, don’t ever lose it.” She wiped tears from her eyes.
    “Well it’s true and if you had half the good time I did then that husband of yours is a fool of a man!” Emmy proclaimed.
    Carrow smiled. “I guess so. I was amazed  but then again maybe it is different for men.” She shrugged then sighed. “I’ll go talk to him tomorrow. I wouldn’t mind if that’s how he wanted to make up.”
    “ Carrow!” Emmy gasped and gave her a playful shove.
    “I guess if h e doesn’t want to talk I can make him anyway. I don’t think it could get any better,” she gave her sister a wide grin.
    Emmy turned an adorable shade of pink. “Well if it works let me know. Now it’s time to get some supper cooking. Eric will be back around five I guess so that gives us a few hours.”
    Getting up off the floor and taking to bucket of dirty water with her Carrow followed her sister. While Emmy pulled out a jar of salted pork and started skinning potatoes Carrow dumped the bucket and set to making a pitcher of sun tea on the porch to go with supper.
    Soon Emmy shooed her from the kitchen and Carrow smiled at the picture of her sister, refined young lady of New York, be a common house wife, even if she was in great fashion.
    Humming to herself she went to go lay down on the bed in her borrowed room for a nap. Hopefully when she talked to Clayton tomorrow they could settle up and make up in bed.
    Shocked at how wanton her thoughts were she grinned, she was married so it wasn’t a sin after all.
     
    Chapter Eight
     
     
    Clayton was in a panic. He had gone downstairs that morning to try and get her to come out and talk but when he knocked on the door, it opened gently under his hand.
                  Peeking in he saw something and sent a chill down his spine. Her room was empty and her suit lay open on the bed. A quick search of the room turned up no note or explanation
    She had left him, but left her stuff behind so she must be in or around town somewhere. But it was growing dark outside and promised rain. The forest was thick on the edges of town, but town was big enough to get lost in with just over ten thousand people in it.
    Without a glance back at the house he left in search of his wife.
    A long