Welcome, readers, to the new home for my Six-Sentence Sunday Snippets. Each week I’ll be posting a short excerpt from one of my historical romances — published ones and ones still in progress.
This week, the snippet I’ve chosen comes from Not the Marrying Kind, the first book in my “Sunset” series about life and love in the little town of Sunset, Colorado.
EXCERPT FROM: Not the Marrying Kind
What difference would one more little fib make? Ever since she’d met Joshua Barron in the hills that May evening, her life had become one clever lie after another. If all her untruths were lined up end to end, they’d surely stretch to hell and back.
But Lucille, of course, quickly guessed the truth. “These aren’t your father’s shirts, Kat,” she said, holding one up. The broad shoulders and the length of the sleeves clearly indicated that they were made to fit a much taller, larger man than Dirk Phillips. She put down the shirt and picked up a sock, holding it by the toe. “And this,” she went on, “is definitely not your father’s.” She raised it a bit higher, noting its length. Her eyes widened. “Oh, my, you do know what they say about the size of a man’s foot, don’t you?”
Kat’s features scrunched up. She had no idea what Lucille was talking about now. She probably didn’t want to know.
“Oh, all right, yes. Joshua brought these to me,” she admitted. “But I need your help. You know I can’t sew.” Flattery always worked on Lucille, and Kat poured it on thick. “You’re the best seamstress in these parts, next to your mother, of course.” In addition to running the mercantile, Olive McIntyre used her dressmaking skills to augment the family’s income. She’d taught her daughter how to stitch and sew, as well. In time, Lucille would no doubt set up a little shop of her own.
“I know, but you can’t keep doing this.” Lucille shoved the shirts and socks into the bag and thrust it at Kat. “It’s wrong. Sooner or later, Mr. Barron is going to find out what you’ve been up to, and believe me, he’s not going to be happy about it.”
“He’s not going to find out.” Kat shook her head, refusing to accept the proffered bag. “It’s only a couple of shirts, Lucille. A few buttons, that’s all. What would it hurt for you to take five minutes of your time, do the mending, and earn a quarter?”
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Christina Cole is quickly becoming one of my favorite historical romance writers. She delivers once again with her latest. The characters are engaging, fun, warm, and strong. The plot tight, the pacing brisk, and the romance top notch. Also the attention to historical detail is spot on. A great read from beginning to end!
– V. L. Locey, Author –