“By now, he knew, Daisy should have arrived. The first westbound train had already come and gone. There’d been no sign of his sister aboard it. He hadn’t had a letter or a telegraph wire contradicting their plans, either. So where was she? Wondering exactly that, Thomas peered through his spectacles at the train track. Not even a puff of smoke drifted along the horizon, foretelling the imminent arrival of the next train. All that stood between him and the apparent raw edge of the territory were ...dozens of Morrow Creek residents, a large quantity of festive bunting, several painted signs and the town’s amateur musical troupe, which Thomas had employed to— Well, the specifics of the greeting he’d arranged for Daisy didn’t bear thinking about right now. The important thing was, everything had gone off without a hitch…even if it had gotten a bit out of hand, the way things sometimes did for Thomas. He didn’t really mind that, though. The plain truth was that the festivities surrounding him were responsible for his current state of exuberance.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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