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eBook Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: It seemed like a simple job--guide Josh and Sarah to Bow Ridge to live with their aunt until they reached their 18th birthday. It was what their aunt Rebecca wanted, and with their uncle Dan murdered in cold blood for no reason anyone can fathom, the best choice Calico Ramsey thought he could make. But someone wants them dead, which makes no sense to Calico. Neither do the feelings aroused by the nearness of the handsome young man from Chicago--feelings that seem to be returned, and nothing in his past has prepared him for either.

eBook Publisher: Zumaya Publications, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2007

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Words: 69295
Reading time: 197-277 min.
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ISBN: 9781934135709/1934135704

Dan kept his eyes on the trail ahead, sitting ramrod-straight in the saddle, reins loose in his hand. It was as though he were talking to the soft breeze that carried his words to Calico, who rode slightly behind him. "I know we ain't never talked much about it--don't seem men have t' say a lot when they understand each other's well as you an' me--but I want you to know I meant what I said. These kids may be my blood kin, but you're the closest thing I got to real family. I just didn't want you to think their comin' would make a difference far as you an' me's concerned."

Calico spurred Dusty gently until they were riding side-by-side.

"Hell, Uncle Dan, ya think I'd mind whatever ya did? Ya don't owe me nothin'. It's me that owes you. You're the one saved my hide when my folks was killed, an' took me in an' looked after me all these years. Where'd I'd o' been without ya?"

For the first time, Dan turned his head to look him straight in the eye.

"You know, boy--" he began

The shot was like a whipcrack through the quiet air.