When Comes Forever
Jesse Starr, son of a Kiowa princess and an English lord, was raised in England but constantly persecuted by his jealous half-brother, who eventually had him shanghaied. Now on his way home, Jesse determines to find the mother he never knew, then return to England to avenge his father’s death at the hands of the half-brother. When he finds beautiful and very pregnant seventeen-year-old Rebecca Throckmorton abandoned in a remote cabin deep in Oklahoma territory, his plans go awry.
Rebecca rues the day she eloped with a con man. All she wants is to return to Chicago, hoping her family will welcome her and the baby. Yet despite her vow never to trust her heart to another man, she can’t help being attracted to Jesse, the rugged adventurer who rescues her. If her society-conscious family won’t forgive her, what will she do? Jesse, drawn to Rebecca but intent on his revenge in England; has no thought of her accompanying him…until he must rescue her and change his plans again.
As if it gave her comfort, she once again dipped the pen and careful not to mar the page of her journal with ink splatters, continued to write:
The wind claws at the door and rattles the shutters as if it were a monster wanting to get inside. And when all is quiet, I hear them snuffling outside, see their sharp toenails as they scratch between the floor and the bottom of the door. I dare not cook for fear the scent of food will drive the wolves mad and somehow they will figure a way to get inside the cabin. Who will rescue me?
Her stomach rumbled reminding her that she hadn’t eaten since noon. Reaching across the table, she pulled a plate of day old cornbread toward her. It would suit her just fine if she had a glass of fresh milk to wash down the meager meal. Instead, she finished the tea that had grown tepid.
She rubbed the small of her back as she pushed from the cane-ribbed chair and walked to the basin. Leaning forward and balancing on her tiptoes, she peered through the peephole in the shutter that covered the window and closed out the world. Darkness stared back at her. She longed for the noise of Chicago’s streets, the comfort of her parent’s home and the inane chatter of her two sisters.
The baby stirred again. Rebecca walked back to the chair and sat. Before closing the journal, she penned a last line.