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The Missing Wife (Western Romantics #7)

Jessie Rose Case
4.21/5 (70 ratings)
This is a Happily Ever After Hot Romantic Fictional Historical Western Saga. In the Western Romantics Series.

NOTE TO If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this. A

A Native American Indian & American young woman romance set in the 1890's. Filled with hot sex, strong dominant men and a sexy female who knows how to hold her own. It’s gritty, confrontational and steam will be coming out of your ears. If you’re looking for something to get those juices flowing, you just found it. Enjoy!

Mainly in British English, with Americanisms and slang from both languages.



The Missing Wife..

No one really knows what someone else is thinking.
No one really knows, how someone is feeling.
But they often think they do.
They see what they want to see. It doesn't matter if they see below the surface or not, or if they have some personal insight into someone else’s life. They simply do not know.
They're not living it.

Talking about one’s life and family is frowned upon. And in any event, who would you tell? Your siblings? No they were actually living it too if still a child. Your parents? If a child, that would often be the cause of the problem. Your friends? If you had any, would you tell them the hardships of your life when they were probably experiencing their own? Not likely. Their religious leader then? Generally pious and righteous, with a tendency to side with men in a man's world, his support would be limited, if there at all. More likely to direct her to the chapters. Honour thay father and mother. Respect the sanctity of marriage. Be obedient to your husband. Obey.

No, there would be little help there
The sheriff then? A man bought and paid for by the town. Would he be objective in the face of not wanting to upset the town, the men that paid for his job. Would there be justice and help there?

He’d never helped her mother
A blind man could see but there were many times she came to town and carried injuries. But no one interfered. A man had the right to chastise his wife if he felt she needed it. Only the doctor, raised his voice to her father. Not that he was sent for often. Most times, her mother bound herself and kept quiet. Only when she needed more than a home remedy, when she was too bad to stand, or the bleeding wouldn't stop, a broken limb would not be healed, was he called for.

He would often arrive with her brother in tow and the sheriff having insisted he attend. The doctor demanding to know exactly what happened this time. But her mother would never say truthfully. She would make some excuse, say she'd been clumsy, wasn't looking properly, had tripped and fallen. The reasoning and excuses went on and on. And clear from their faces that no one believed her.

Did they do anything? No. But the Doctor made his passing shot going through the door once more.
Should he ever touch his children, the doctor himself would press charges with the Marshall.
She couldn't really say if that did more harm than good.
Her father never did hit her or her brothers but when her older brothers were old enough to leave, one then the other, they did.
Leaving her behind. She never forgave them for that.

She took over more and more of the household, trying to bridge the gaps but it was never enough. And finally realised it would never be enough no matter what she did.

It took her father trying to sell her off to three men for her mother to finally act. Standing her ground, this time, finally, she fought back. Her 12-year-old self had never been so proud.
They ran, taking horses to the town and Doctor retelling their tale.
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The Missing Wife (Western Romantics #7)

Jessie Rose Case
4.21/5 (70 ratings)
This is a Happily Ever After Hot Romantic Fictional Historical Western Saga. In the Western Romantics Series.

NOTE TO If you love the work of Anna Hackett and Eve Langlais you will love this. A

A Native American Indian & American young woman romance set in the 1890's. Filled with hot sex, strong dominant men and a sexy female who knows how to hold her own. It’s gritty, confrontational and steam will be coming out of your ears. If you’re looking for something to get those juices flowing, you just found it. Enjoy!

Mainly in British English, with Americanisms and slang from both languages.



The Missing Wife..

No one really knows what someone else is thinking.
No one really knows, how someone is feeling.
But they often think they do.
They see what they want to see. It doesn't matter if they see below the surface or not, or if they have some personal insight into someone else’s life. They simply do not know.
They're not living it.

Talking about one’s life and family is frowned upon. And in any event, who would you tell? Your siblings? No they were actually living it too if still a child. Your parents? If a child, that would often be the cause of the problem. Your friends? If you had any, would you tell them the hardships of your life when they were probably experiencing their own? Not likely. Their religious leader then? Generally pious and righteous, with a tendency to side with men in a man's world, his support would be limited, if there at all. More likely to direct her to the chapters. Honour thay father and mother. Respect the sanctity of marriage. Be obedient to your husband. Obey.

No, there would be little help there
The sheriff then? A man bought and paid for by the town. Would he be objective in the face of not wanting to upset the town, the men that paid for his job. Would there be justice and help there?

He’d never helped her mother
A blind man could see but there were many times she came to town and carried injuries. But no one interfered. A man had the right to chastise his wife if he felt she needed it. Only the doctor, raised his voice to her father. Not that he was sent for often. Most times, her mother bound herself and kept quiet. Only when she needed more than a home remedy, when she was too bad to stand, or the bleeding wouldn't stop, a broken limb would not be healed, was he called for.

He would often arrive with her brother in tow and the sheriff having insisted he attend. The doctor demanding to know exactly what happened this time. But her mother would never say truthfully. She would make some excuse, say she'd been clumsy, wasn't looking properly, had tripped and fallen. The reasoning and excuses went on and on. And clear from their faces that no one believed her.

Did they do anything? No. But the Doctor made his passing shot going through the door once more.
Should he ever touch his children, the doctor himself would press charges with the Marshall.
She couldn't really say if that did more harm than good.
Her father never did hit her or her brothers but when her older brothers were old enough to leave, one then the other, they did.
Leaving her behind. She never forgave them for that.

She took over more and more of the household, trying to bridge the gaps but it was never enough. And finally realised it would never be enough no matter what she did.

It took her father trying to sell her off to three men for her mother to finally act. Standing her ground, this time, finally, she fought back. Her 12-year-old self had never been so proud.
They ran, taking horses to the town and Doctor retelling their tale.
Format:
Pages:
pages
Publication:
Publisher:
Edition:
Language:
ISBN10:
ISBN13:
kindle Asin:
B0B5MYJ9WZ