The Forever Family. Leigh Bale

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Название The Forever Family
Автор произведения Leigh Bale
Жанр Короткие любовные романы
Серия Mills & Boon Love Inspired
Издательство Короткие любовные романы
Год выпуска 0
isbn 9781408964279



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I own a farmhouse in Finnegan’s Valley. Danny and I plan to live there.”

      His eyebrows drew together and he frowned. “The old Duarte place is the only farmhouse out there.”

      “Yes, Myra Duarte was my grandmother. She left the house to me when she died six weeks ago.”

      He gave a low whistle. “Well, I’ll be. You’re Myra’s granddaughter.”

      A statement, not a question.

      “You knew my grandmother?”

      “And your grandfather. When I was young, I bucked hay for Frank Duarte during the summer months to help pay my college tuition. Sad thing, losing Myra. She made the best watermelon pickles in five counties. She used to take after me with a broom whenever Craig Seeley and I raided her apple orchard.”

      That sounded like Grammy. Ask her nice, and Myra Duarte would give you her last crust of bread. But steal from her, and watch out!

      Talking about her grandparents made Rachel feel warm and nostalgic. How she missed their generosity and quiet strength. They never had much, but they always opened their home to her during the summer months when she was a kid.

      Dr. Thorne studied her face. “I seem to remember you bouncing around in pigtails when you came to visit as a child.”

      Rachel studied the doctor. A foggy recollection filled her mind of a young, handsome man wearing a scruffy cowboy hat as he worked the fields with the other hands Grandpa hired each summer. Back then, Sam Thorne had been too old to pay much attention to Frank Duarte’s little granddaughter from back east. And she’d been too young to care about anything more than swimming in the pond and trying out the new shade of nail polish Grammy bought for her at Granger’s General Store. Her grandfather died almost ten years ago, and she had no other family. They’d be content in Finley. Nothing else mattered.

      Dr. Thorne tossed a quick glance her way, his ears reddening. He seemed embarrassed by her close scrutiny as he dropped a small pair of scissors into a sterile jar of green fluid. “We’ll be neighbors. I live about half a mile east of your place.”

      “So, you’re the one who bought my grandparent’s farmland a few years ago.”

      “Yes, I built a house and barn in Finnegan’s Valley. Someday, I hope to build a large animal hospital out there.”

      “I remember Grammy telling me all about it in her letters. I saw your place when I came in for her burial.”

      A doctor in Elko had called to let Rachel know Grammy had died. Rachel never even got to say goodbye, although she had told Grammy often over the phone and in letters that she loved her.

      Dr. Thorne took a deep breath and let it go. “After Frank died, Myra received quite a bit of money from the sale of her land. I’m sure she left you well set for life.”

      Her head pounded like a sledgehammer. “I was her heir, but I only received the house.”

      His brow furrowed with doubt. “Then who got the money?”

      “There was none. Grammy had no bank accounts. She always paid her bills in cash.”

      That was so like Grammy. Knowing she was dying, she had settled her obligations beforehand. Tears burned the backs of Rachel’s eyes. How she wished she’d been here when Grammy died.

      “Come on. I’ll take you over to Gladys’s house where you can get some sleep.” Although he reached to help her, she sensed his detachment. Even though he spoke with fondness for her grandparents, he seemed ill at ease with her. They’d gotten off to a bad start and she wasn’t certain why.

      “You came all the way from Finnegan’s Valley in this storm just to help me?”

      He shook his head. “I was already here. I came into town earlier to eat supper with Gladys and Charlie and I couldn’t get home because of the blizzard.”

      Ah, Dr. Thorne must have a thing for Gladys. Surprising, considering Gladys looked older than Sam by at least six years. Maybe in a small town like Finley, the pickings were slim.

      He snorted, as if reading her thoughts. “Gladys is my older sister and Charlie’s my nephew.”

      “Oh.” A flush of embarrassment heated Rachel’s face.

      As he took her arm, she felt the strength in his big, solid hand. The electricity came back on, flooding the office with light. Rachel blinked her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Somehow with the lights on, the doctor didn’t seem as threatening or her situation quite so bleak.

      “That’s a good sign.” Dr. Thorne blew out the candles before he stepped to the door and disappeared from view.

      “Wait!” Rachel called, unable to explain the panic rising in her throat.

      Dr. Thorne returned with her coat. “I’m not leaving you.”

      She breathed a deep sigh and nodded, trying to calm down. Still, she couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. She didn’t want to impose on the doctor, and yet she didn’t want to be alone either. She felt caught in the middle of her own emotions.

      When Dr. Thorne handed her the coat, he stood close to her. Too close. Rachel took the garment, then stepped away.

      Chapter Two

      Sam watched as Rachel Walker struggled to put her coat on over her sprained arm. When she flinched, he lifted the weight of the garment so she could slip it on. She smiled her thanks, fumbling with the zipper.

      A lock of blond hair fell across her eyes and she tucked it back behind her ear. With her manicured nails, dainty features and soft hands, she reminded him too much of Melanie. He could spot a city girl from a mile away. It didn’t matter that she was Frank and Myra Duarte’s granddaughter. He doubted this woman had ever worked a hard day in her life.

      No, siree. He wanted nothing to do with her.

      He stood back, feeling surly. Against his better judgment, something about Rachel Walker drew him like a moth to flame. By midday, word would spread all over town that a new woman was moving into Finnegan’s Valley, just south of town. No doubt she’d draw attention from every bachelor for miles around.

      Not him. Not only was he too old for her, but he didn’t have time for a pretty young woman who demanded lots of attention. Love passed him by long ago. He’d had his chance and ruined it. He accepted that. But he still couldn’t help yearning for a family of his own. He had Gladys and Charlie, but it wasn’t the same.

      As he walked to the front door, he felt Rachel’s eyes boring into him like a drill. When he turned, he found her checking her wristwatch. “What time is it? My watch must have been damaged during the crash.”

      “Just after four a.m. Almost time to get up. I may have to take a snowmobile out to my place to feed the livestock.”

      “Do you have a lot of animals out at your place?”

      He didn’t even crack a smile. “You could say that. Twenty-three head of cattle, eight horses, five cats, three pigs, two dogs and a new litter of pups born last week. I fed them before I left last night, but they’ll go hungry if I’m not back in time to feed them and break the ice over their watering troughs.”

      She gave a short laugh. “I can’t imagine caring for that many animals. I killed Danny’s goldfish when I forgot to feed the poor thing for three days. Danny still hasn’t forgiven me. What he really wants is a dog.”

      Yeah, she looked like the goldfish type. Probably didn’t do well with live plants, either.

      She clamped her mouth shut, as if realizing she’d told him too much. He didn’t speak as they walked past the kennels to the front office. A tabby cat lay curled in its cage, watching them with glowing eyes. A dog stood and stretched lazily before giving a shrill bark. Rachel jumped, her eyes widening with fear.

      “It’s