Touched By Love
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Beth sat at the wooden table with her sister, Betsy, holding her cup of tea she had just poured. She sipped it slowly, thinking of the day she had just put in at the hospital. She loved her work, taking care of all the tiny new borns. Emotions rushed accross her face as she thought of them lying in cribs. She had held them all during the past nine hours, changing diapers, feeding them their formulas and bathing them. Each one so different, each one tugging at her heart. She let out a huge sigh, wondering if someday she would hold her own baby. So precious and so fragile. Betsy was beginning to worry about her sister. Beth had always been happy with her work. But lately she had become more quiet and subdued. She watched the emotions play across her face. Suddenly a tear rolled down her cheek and it startled Betsy. She reached out to her and patted her smooth, soft hand. "What is it Beth? You''ve been so quiet lately. I know there''s something bothering you." Looking at her sister with a slight smile and a sad expression, she decided to tell her. It had been bottled up inside of her for a long time and she was relieved to finally let it out. "I want to get married," she said softly. "I want to have a family. Babies of my own. I''m thirty years old. My biological clock is ticking down. I see my friends with their families and I feel like I''m being left behind." "Oh Beth, no! It''ll happen for you. You''re still young enough to have a family." Walking across the tiled floor, Beth''s hands were clasped tightly together. Suddenly she turned and looked at her sister. "That''s easy for you to say. You have a boyfriend. Always had lots of ''em. I want to get married now! Not next month or next year. Now!" "I''m sorry Beth, but without a fiance, that''s impossible. You can''t just go and pick someone off the street and say ''Hey. I''m going to marry you.''" Beth''s eyebrows shot up. "What did you say?" "I said...! Oh Beth. You wouldn''t! You couldn''t!" Sighing, she leaned back in the chair, finishing her cup of tea. She was too quiet, thought Betsy. What is she up to? She hadn''t liked the way her eyebrows had practically met her hair line when she had mentioned marrying some guy off the street. For a week, Beth seemed to snap back to her old self. They went shopping at Spencers and Taylors. Two of the larger and better department stores in town. Soft sweaters of every color hung on the racks. Slacks and skirts, handbags, everything imaginable was displayed through out the stores. Betsy was happy to see her sister buy herself new clothes and accessories. Something she had not done for a long time. While she could understand her buying the new knee length coat for dressy occasions and a warm denim lined jacket for others, she pondered over the two lacey night gowns she had bought. A creepy feeling went up her back. ''Oh god. She isn''t going to go through with what I suggested.'' she mused to herself. As Betsy watched, Beth picked out several pieces of luggage and explained that she wanted some for a long time. "But you always borrowed mine before and you know I never minded." "Oh, for pete''s sakes Betsy, I want some of my own. I don''t want to use yours anymore. It''s getting old and it''s time you got some new." Betsy''s mouth fell open at Beth''s words. "I''ll have you remember my luggage is only three years old." "Yeah, yeah, but I still want my own."
Formats Book Details Beth MacLanders wasn’t content with her life as a nurse. She was thirty years old and wanted marriage and children of her own. She advertised for a husband and married a complete stranger. Kersey Cannan needed a mother for his children. All ten of them. He answered the ad and found what he needed. He hadn’t counted on the violent jealousy of his seventeen year old daughter, Jennifer. Neither did he count on the love of his children or he would find in the stranger he married for better or worse.
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