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    Mail Order Bride Winona: Silver River Brides, #4
    Mail Order Bride Winona: Silver River Brides, #4
    Mail Order Bride Winona: Silver River Brides, #4
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    Mail Order Bride Winona: Silver River Brides, #4

    By Karla Gracey

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    Winona Campbell has never had much, but what little she does possess she has always been more than glad to share it. Always there for anyone in their time of need she never puts herself first. 
    Robson Philbert has studied hard and longs to bring his knowledge and skills as a doctor to Silver River. But he has no time for a wife and family much as he longs for one. But to his surprise someone thinks it is time he found one!   
     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKarla Gracey Books
    Release dateSep 25, 2016
    ISBN9781536545883
    Mail Order Bride Winona: Silver River Brides, #4

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      Mail Order Bride Winona - Karla Gracey

      Mail Order Bride Winona

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      Silver River Brides: Book 4

      Karla Gracey

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Epilogue

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      Chapter One

      The night air was sharp against Winona’s skin. She pulled her coat around her tightly, buttoning it right up to her throat, and wrapping a thick woolen scarf around her head and neck. The sidewalk was covered with snow and ice, and she had almost lost her footing more than once, so even though she longed to be inside and in the warm as swiftly as possible she was taking the utmost care with every step. She could feel the hem of her gown growing heavier and heavier and her neatly buttoned boots were sodden through to her stockinged feet. She shivered violently. Philadelphia was a town little prepared for the snows that came sporadically through the bitterly cold winters, and Winona was not surprised that she was one of only a few people outside battling against the elements.

      Reaching her destination, she pushed open the door of the bakery owned by the parents of her oldest friend, Mabel Swinton. A tinkling announced her arrival. She stamped her feet to remove the snow from her boots, and began to unwind her scarf as the drastic difference between the cold outside and the warmth of the bakery began to make her cheeks sting. A rotund woman dressed all in white, with a neatly pressed apron tied firmly around her middle appeared, beaming at her happily. Dear Winona I am so glad to see you, Ava Swinton said as she ushered Winona inside, taking her coat and hanging it on a peg near the door. Alfred is quite delirious and I just didn’t think it was wise for him to be left alone while I get the fires going and the dough proving. I’m sorry, but I just didn’t know who else to ask. You are always so good with him, and I can rest easy knowing he is being watched over by a capable pair of hands.

      I am sorry he is no better Mrs Swinton. I’ll just make my way upstairs shall I? she asked. Let you get on with the baking?

      Help yourself to a dry dress. I think Mabel left something behind when she went to Texas to wed her rancher. Winona looked down at the mark the snow had left on her gown, the dampness had reached almost up to her knees and the hem was almost black with dirt from the road. If she sat around in it like this for too long she would catch her death, and be as much an invalid as poor Mr Swinton was.

      That would be most fortuitous if she did, she said with a wry smile.  How is Mabel? Have you had a letter from her recently? I haven’t heard a thing from her since she first arrived in Fort Worth.

      One arrived just yesterday. She seems happy enough, and she thinks she is with child. She can’t seem to stop regaling me with the wonders of her new husband. I am glad it worked out so well. I cannot tell you how worried I was about her just heading off across the country to meet a man we knew nothing about – but she always did want adventure, was quite a hellion as a girl as you well know. I shall tell her to write to her dearest friend in my next letter, I am sure she has just been too busy to remember her correspondence.

      I’m sure she has too, but I do miss her, Winona admitted. Even I would never have thought she would go in search of a husband in the newspaper, but I am glad it seems to have worked out so well for her. You hear such tales; the papers are full of the disaster stories. I was so worried she might end up one of the unhappy ones.

      Me too, Mrs Swinton said fervently.  "I’d like to be able to visit, to see it with my own eyes that she truly is happy, but with poor Alfred so unwell I doubt we will ever make the journey. I have the bakery to run too, it would just be too difficult. I just have to hope she will bring her husband to visit

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