at all. The schoolhouse faces a growing neighborhood to the east, and it’s only a block from the main thoroughfare.”

Marigold stood. “I’ll take the children with me now, so they can see a bit of the town. Once we’ve located our belongings and I’ve arranged to have them moved, I’ll be back.”

“I had my wagon and team with me at the site of the wreck,” Seth told her. “My supplies should still be stacked in front of Booker & Son. Hopefully someone took care of my horses. Can you drive a team?”

“I’m sorry to say I cannot.”

“We’ll find someone to transport your supplies,” Marlys assured him. “Why don’t you plan on staying here tonight, Miss Brewster? There’s a room in the rear where I lived before I was married. I’ll be staying here to keep an eye on Seth and the other patients, so my husband will take the boys home for the night. We have a son, and he’ll be glad for the company. It won’t be a problem. Tomorrow, after everyone is rested, will be soon enough to take Seth and the children to the ranch and learn where you’re staying.”

“Will you send a rider to let my mother know what’s happened and that I’m all right?” Seth asked.

Marigold gave her rescuer what she hoped was an encouraging smile. “Yes, of course.”

“And one other thing, if you don’t mind. My brother was likely among the men helping at the wreck. If you could ask around to see if anyone knows his whereabouts and let him know I’m here? His name is Russ.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

She sensed his gaze on her back as she slipped from the room. She paused in the outer office area, collecting her senses. She’d made the decision to come to Cowboy Creek, hoping for a new start, but so far nothing had gone according to plan. She captured her thoughts. Just the fact that she was alive and her young traveling companions were unharmed was cause enough for thanksgiving.

“Thank You, Lord,” she breathed. “Give me strength and fortitude for the days ahead.”

Her gaze lit on the three towheaded boys in the waiting area, their wide, uncertain eyes focused on her. She hadn’t the vaguest idea what she was doing.

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ISBN-13: 9781488087325

The Unconventional Governess

Copyright © 2018 by Jessica Nelson

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