“You Bought the Wrong Bride,” the Cowgirl Said

And here is the part nobody in Larkspur expected, least of all the woman standing in front of him: he smiled. He smiled and lowered the flowers and held out his hand to shake instead.

“Then I’m glad to meet whoever you are,” he said, “because you rode a long way to tell a stranger bad news in person, and that is not a small thing.”

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