Who doesn't like a good mystery? I'm sure there are a few, but most people do like mysteries. What about a mystery within a mystery. Faith Blum's new novella is just that. First there's the mystery of who tried to dupe five mail order brides. Then Adelaide finds out someone is claiming she's a runaway bride. What happens to her? Find out in Blessed Assurance.
About the Book
About the Author
Adelaide adjusted to the new house quickly. It helped that Mr. Reese put her immediately at ease with his gentle, hospitable manner. After a few days, Adelaide went to his den.
“Come in,” he called. When he saw who it was, he set down his pen and smiled. “Miss Adelaide. What can I do for you?”
“You are the one who will be approving or not approving of any young man who wants to court us, correct?”
Mr. Reese nodded. “If that is acceptable to you.”
“It is.” She sat down across the desk from him. “Do you mind if I give you my list of expectations in a husband?”
Mr. Reese blinked in surprise. “You have one?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Did the man you wrote to fulfill them?”
Adelaide bit her lip. “No. I didn’t have the list then. This is something I started putting together after I arrived in Cheyenne. When I left my hometown, I just needed to get away and wasn’t as worried about it. Now that I can have more of a choice—” Her voice trailed off.
“I understand. Can I see the list?”
Adelaide stood up and handed him a piece of paper with five things written on it. Mr. Reese read it carefully while Adelaide sat back down. “This doesn’t look too hard to fulfill.”
Adelaide shrugged. “I didn’t want to make it too hard and these are the most important things to me.”
Mr. Reese nodded. “I’ll make sure no one slips past me without first meeting these.”
“Thank you.” She stood up. “Don’t go out of your way looking for them, though. I’m not in a hurry.”
Adelaide nodded. “I’m sure.”
“All right. I’ll try not to do any matchmaking yet.”
“Thank you for everything, Mr. Reese. It takes a special man to allow five young women to live in the same house as him.”
“I always wanted children. This is one way to get them.”
Adelaide smiled. “And grandchildren, I’m sure.”
Mr. Reese chuckled. “Probably.”