“You Bought the Wrong Bride,” the Cowgirl Said

Whitfield was minding a great deal of romance, all of it going badly. Constance had answered Wyatt Calder’s matrimonial notice from a parlor in Boston 6 months before, charmed by a description of open sky and good grazing that she had pictured wrongly as something closer to a large park.

She had corresponded pleasantly through the winter. She had packed continue reading …