Today's Blog Tour Tuesday features
Anson's Mail Order Bride
by Kit Morgan
About the book:
When Anson Jones discovers one of the
men who embezzled money from his family's company hid the loot near Morgan's
Crossing in Montana Territory, he leaves Oregon and travels there under the
guise of setting up a horse ranch. Then all he has to do is wait for the
culprit to slink into town, dig up the money, and have him arrested. There's
only one problem. Anson just sent train fare to the Pettigrew Bridal Agency for
his mail-order bride! He can't bring a woman into such danger and telegraphs
the agency to stop everything. But when his message to Mrs. Pettigrew is
altered, she thinks he wants her to send his bride to Montana!
Misunderstandings, a loony villain, plenty of romance and a few surprises make
for a fun romp.
Excerpt:
“I
have a list,” Anson said and pulled it from his shirt pocket. “Would you mind
filling it while I go pay a visit to the bathhouse?”
Ralph’s
bushy brown mustache twitched as he took the list and scanned it. “Sure. Oh,
and ya got a message here.”
“I
do?”
Ralph
went to the other end of the counter where a small pile of mail sat and
snatched an envelope off the top. “El Davis dropped it off when he came to town
yesterday. I told him I’d give it to ya the next time ya came in.”
“Much
obliged,” Anson said and took it from him. It was probably a letter from his
father or uncle. But no, it couldn’t be – the envelope had just his name on it.
No address at all, not even the name of the town. “That’s odd.”
“Maybe
it’s from someone in Sweetwater Springs. Ya got more horses comin’ in?”
“No,
not yet. A lot depends on how sales go the next few months.” Not bothering to
wait and read it in private, Anson tore the envelope open and … “Great Scott!”
Ralph’s
eyes widened. “What?”
Anson
slapped his forehead and pulled his hand down his face, but his shocked
expression remained. “I have to go!”
“Go?
Ya just got here.”
“I
mean I … I have an emergency!”
Ralph’s
face twisted up in confusion. “What kinda ‘mergency?”
“I
… well, I sent for a mail-order bride a while back, and …”
Just
then several women entered and went straight to where the fabric was hung. “You
were saying?” Ralph urged. “What about your mail-order bride?”
“Mail-order
bride?” one of the women said, turning to them with a smile. “Oh, how lovely!”
Anson
shook his head in panic. “No, not exactly …”
“What
do you mean?” another asked. The two began to approach.
Anson
started to sweat. No matter how small the town, if there was one thing he’d
learned over the years, it was that a woman about to be added to the ranks
always caused a stir.
“Is
your bride on her way?”
“What?”
Anson said, his thoughts racing around in his head like a whirlwind.
“Your
mail-order bride,” the first woman repeated. “If she’s here, we’d like to meet
her.”
For
the first time, Anson noticed her Southern accent. As thick as it was, he
should have caught it the first time she spoke. Clearly he was rattled. “Uh,
well …”
“Good
grief, does that letter say she’s in Sweetwater Springs?” Ralph asked. He
noticed Anson’s horrified expression, slapped the counter and laughed. “Now don’t
that beat all! Ha! You didn’t know she was comin’, did ya?”
Anson
swallowed hard. He was sinking deeper into the pit of raging gossip, and
quicker than he could climb out. If he didn’t do it, though, he’d drown in a
growing sea of whispers as it spread all over town. (Or worse, get caught in
the riptide of his own tortured analogy.)
It
didn’t matter that there were farms and ranches all over kingdom come between
here and Sweetwater Springs – folks would eventually find out he had a bride.
In fact, all they’d have to do was attend church in Sweetwater Springs and that
would be it. Any chance of quietly sending his bride to Clear Creek to wait
things out would be lost. And he needed to send her away, because if Mortimer
Penworthy came sniffing around after the stolen money, he might figure out who
Anson really was and high-tail it out of Montana altogether.
Author Bio:
A consistent Top 100 lists bestseller, Kit Morgan, aka Geralyn
Beauchamp, has been writing for fun all of her life. When writing as Geralyn
Beauchamp, her books are epic, adventurous, romantic fantasy at its best. When
writing as Kit Morgan they are whimsical, fun, inspirational sweet and clean
stories that depict a strong sense of family and community. 'His Prairie
Princess' is the first of the Prairie Brides books and the first in the series
of a long line of stories about Clear Creek, Oregon. One of the wackiest little
towns in the old west! Get to know the townsfolk in Clear Creek and come sit a
spell!
Links: http://amzn.to/1oOfpnO (as
it’s kindle worlds, it’s only available on amazon.)
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Love your work, and this sounds like such a wonderful story. Doris McCraw/Angela Raines-author
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