Patricia PacJac Carroll~ I am a writer, Christian
first, and blessed beyond my imagination. I live in the Dallas-Ft Worth area of
Texas with my wonderful treasure of a husband, my spoiled dog, Jacs, and my
awesome son, Josh. Did I say I was blessed? The PacJac is from my initials and my
husbands. I wouldn't be able to write if it weren't for him. I love adventure
and the open road. The stories of the western era have always been a favorite
of mine. I enjoy writing, and my goal is to write stories readers will enjoy.
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He’s vowed not to marry
until he reaches Montana. Then he meets her, but she has other ideas.
Zebulon Benton dreams
of going to Montana, but he’s the only son and his mother doesn’t want him to
go and his father needs help with the family store. Unknown to Zeb, his mother
sends off for a mail order bride. After all, if Zeb marries and settles down,
he won’t want to leave.
Enter Amy Gordon from New York. She
appears to be the perfect bride for Zeb. Except she also wants to go to Montana
and nothing is going to stop her especially her love for Zeb.
Even More Snippets:
1.
Amy
loved him. Had fallen hard for him while sitting next to him looking at the
field of wildflowers. By the shocked look on his face, she’d say that Zeb was
having trouble sorting out his feelings. Well, some of the books she’d read
seemed to indicate that men didn’t catch on so quickly.
2.
“No
one owns me. I mean it, Amy. Not my mother or father, not Martha Lu.” His eyes
set in a hard gaze. “Not you.”
3.
Amy
backed away from the door. “But what if—”
“Out here, we go on and do what needs to
be done. I’m sure Zeb is all right….”
4.
Amy
sighed in relief. At least he wasn’t going to be one of those buffalo kind of
men they’d seen and smelled in Gardiner.
5.
Zeb
frowned. “What if my sons want to run a store and not work a ranch?”
Laughing, Amy rose and went to him. “We’ll
do like your father said. We’ll handle what comes our way, together.”
6.
Amy
stepped to the counter looking for her man. Seeing no one, she was about to
call out when she heard loud voices from the back.
“Just send her back. That’s what you’ll
do!”
7.
Zeb
tore his gaze from Amy to Ma. “Did you send her a letter? It’s on your
stationery.” He looked down and started reading. Shock blasted him as the words
mail order bride took his full
attention. Feeling as if he’d been broadsided by a grizzly, he staggered back
against the counter.
8.
His
mother looked apologetic. “I won’t push her on you, son.”
Zeb shook his head. No, not at all. Already, he was
expected to think about marrying this woman. Already, he’d postponed his
leaving, again. Already, he couldn’t get the image of Miss Gordon out of his
head.
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