The Firebrand by Susan Wiggs Read Free Book Online

where Sterling
    House was located.
    An express wagon rattled by, but the driver ignored Rand's raised arm. A few hansom cabs, crammed with occupants, passed them without slowing. "We're wasting time trying to hire a ride," he said. "We'd best go on foot."
    "Don't be ridiculous, Randolph. I never walk anywhere." She drew her mouth into the sweetest of pouts. "Let's wait until something returns to the livery stables."
    He clenched his teeth in frustration. On the one hand, he didn't want to alarm her about the fire. But on the other, he wanted her to understand the need to hurry. They had to get to their daughter and make sure she was all right.
    The one option he never considered was leaving Diana. He'd sling his wife over his shoulder like a caveman if he had to, but he would never leave her. "We're walking," he finally said, pulling her along. "You can yell at me on the way."
    Diana apparently decided that silence was a better punishment. She didn't speak to him, though she clutched his arm and leaned on him every few steps. Her fashionable, imported shoes were unsuited for walking any distance.
    It was just as well she didn't speak, for he wasn't all that kindly disposed to his wife at the moment. He'd counted on her to stay with Christine. Instead, she'd grown bored and joined him at the lecture. Some men might have been flattered, but Rand knew Diana all too well. She hadn't come looking for him. She'd come seeking a diversion from her boredom and had left their daughter in the care of someone they barely knew. Becky Damson seemed a fine young woman, but he had learned long ago not to trust appearances.
    After this night was over, Rand decided, he would find a way to turn Diana's attention and enthusiasm to the needs of her family. He wasn't certain how to go about it. Some women derived fulfillment from their duties as wives and mothers. He'd seen it himself, though not in his own mother.
    The memory ignited a bitterness in Rand that never seemed to mellow. When he was ten years old, Pamela Higgins had walked away from her husband and young son, never to return. Rand had been raised by Grace Templeton Higgins, his paternal grandmother.
    But his mother's departure had left a hidden wound in his soul that he'd carried around all his life. When he'd started a family of his own, he had sworn he would never have the sort of wife who would abandon her family.
    A blast sounded in the next block, and a fountain of sparks mushroomed in the sky. Whipping off his frock coat, Rand covered Diana's head and shoulders with it. She huddled close against him, and despite their annoyance at each other, he felt a surge of tenderness toward her.
    "We'll be home soon," he said. "I imagine it's only a few more blocks." "That's what you said a few blocks ago."
    Another blast ripped through the neighborhood, tearing the awnings from buildings and leaves from the few trees still standing. In the smoky distance, Rand made out a crew of militia men with a two-wheeled cart loaded with explosives.
    "What on earth is happening?" Diana asked.
    "They're blasting away buildings to create a firebreak."
    In the road ahead, the fire spun and whirled across rooftops. His gut tightened, and he quickened his pace. His instincts screamed for him to run toward his baby daughter, but he couldn't leave Diana.
    People jostled one another in a mad dash for the river or the lakefront. Family groups moved in tight clusters—men with their arms around their wives, women carrying babies or clutching toddlers by the hand. The sight of the children tore at him. He heard Christine's name in the hiss of the wind.
    He thought about how casually he'd left her tonight, how casually he always left her, certain that he would return. Now, as he fought and jostled his way through the packed street, he was haunted by images of his daughter.
    On the day she was born, his heart had soared. At last he had what he'd always dreamed of—a family. He'd ereated something enduring and