PART 1 The first thing Etta Marsh noticed when she stepped off the stage in Broken Fork, Wyoming, was not the mountains. It was the man who didn’t look at her waist. Every man who had assessed Etta for the past twenty-nine years had started with the waist. The dressmakers who sighed through the measuring…
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“Just Cook”—But the Giant Cowboy Soon Needed Her More Than Anyone
PART 1 The morning Mae Sutton arrived at Harlan Cross’s ranch, she had walked four miles in wet boots, had forty-three cents to her name, and was approximately ten minutes away from turning around and walking back. She did not turn around. She stood at the gate of Cross Creek Ranch in the October cold,…
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“Don’t Waste a Dance on That Dress”—But the Cowboy Saw Her, Not the Dress
PART 1 The morning Violet Crane’s buttons popped in the middle of Whitfield’s General Store, she was reaching for a jar of molasses on the top shelf. One moment she was on her toes, fingers brushing the lid. The next, the top button of her work blouse gave way with a sound so small and…
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“You Were Late, So I Married the Beautiful One”—But Her Heart Followed His Brother
PART 1 The first thing Nora McCall heard when she stepped off the bus in Sweetwater, Montana was a church bell. She stopped walking. Her suitcase rolled into the back of her ankle and she didn’t feel it. The bell rang again — slow, deep, and deliberate — carrying across the wet afternoon air from…
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