A Rich Man for Dry Creek / a Hero for Dry Creek
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“That’s just the beginning,” Garrett agreed as he hugged her even closer.
Their wedding took place on Sunday, February 1, at two o’clock in the afternoon. But the people of Dry Creek swore they would remember the day before even more than the wedding day itself.
“I’ll think of that big truck every time I smell a rose,” Mrs. Hargrove said. “Why, the whole town smelled like roses.”
Garrett had driven Big Blue down to Los Angeles to pick up his aunt for the wedding. While he was there, he’d gone to the flower mart and bought a hundred dozen red roses.
“That’s twelve hundred roses,” Mrs. Hargrove told the men at the hardware store when she went inside to get out of the cold. “You should have seen Nicki’s face when he opened up the back of the truck and those flowers fell out. She’s still out there—just standing with Garrett in the middle of the roses.”
For once the men were speechless, except for Lester who gave a low whistle of admiration before saying, “He’s some guy, that Garrett.”
Mrs. Hargrove glanced out the window. “She’s going to get cold.”
Mrs. Hargrove saw Garrett open his arms and enclose Nicki in them. “Well, maybe not so cold, after all.”
Nicki knew it was cold. If was, after all, February in Montana. “You didn’t need to do that.”
“I know.” Garrett smiled as he looked down at Nicki. The cold had turned her cheeks pink and her lips white. She was beautiful.
Nicki swore she could feel rose petals through the soles of her boots. Their perfume drifted up to her as she gazed at her very own prince. She wondered why she’d ever been so set against fairy tales. “You’re sparkling.”
“It must be snowing.”
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A RICH MAN FOR DRY CREEK & A HERO FOR DRY CREEK
A RICH MAN FOR DRY CREEK
Copyright © 2002 by Janet Tronstad
A HERO FOR DRY CREEK
Copyright © 2003 by Janet Tronstad
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