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eBook Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: Floating down the Ohio River in 1778 with George Rogers Clark and his small army, Verity survives capture by Indians, the rigors of flatboat travel, and all the dangers of wilderness travel. To her surprise, she finds herself responding to the combined patience of the expedition's scout, Trey Owens. She's never known gentleness from a man, nor loyalty or honesty. Can she, dare she, trust her heart to a man who prizes his freedom above all things?

eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc, Published: Wings ePress, Inc, 2002
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2003

6 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [1.2 MB], eReader (PDB) [409 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [412 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [359 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [291 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [368 KB], hiebook (KML) [850 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [411 KB], iSilo (PDB) [337 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [419 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [445 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [541 KB]
Words: 128613
Reading time: 367-514 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"Characters are well defined and invite readers to share quiet, and harrowing, moments in the long journey. Scenic descriptions provide marvelous backdrop for much of the action and the romance flows.with a fierceness that dares readers to leave the story. Like a River, the tale's depth will hold you fast until you reach the end of the journey."--The Rite Lifestyle

Little Canhawa River Valley

1778

Twenty acres and a flop-eared mule. That's all he thought she was worth! Well, he could think again. She was not, was not, going to marry Old Man Hargraves in exchange for twenty acres and the loan of a mule so Otis could plant more land. Step-father or not, he couldn't make her marry that filthy old man for any reason. He could do what he wanted, he couldn't force her. Verity Philp dug one hand deeper into the pocket of her brother's greatcoat and hurried her footsteps along the mountain trail. She knew a desperate urgency to put as much ground behind her as possible before she was missed. The goat she dragged on a short lead gave a bleat of defiance and shook its head. Verity hauled on the rope and plodded onward. Maybe the movers she'd talked to the night before were early risers and maybe they weren't. She absolutely had to catch them before they crossed the river. Below her, down a steeply slanted hillside, an icy March wind rattled the branches of a frozen forest. At a break in the trees she could see the Little Canhawa River meandering through the creases of the hills and on to the fir-trimmed ridges and the horizon. Somewhere out there her brother Joe scouted For George Rogers Clark's militia. There were things she needed to talk over with Joe.