MAIL ORDER MANAGER (BRIDES OF BECKHAM #53) BY KIRSTEN OSBOURNE – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kirsten Osbourne
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- Genre: Historical Romance
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Elaina Walstad stood looking around her father’s ranch, her green eyes
reflecting the vast Montana sky. She adjusted the brim of her hat
against the glare of the afternoon sun, her strawberry blonde hair fluttering
untamed in the prairie wind. The expanse of rolling fields and distant
mountains had been her childhood playground; now, they were her
responsibility, her legacy.
“Jasper, I asked for those fences to be mended by noon,” Elaina called
out. The cowboy she addressed paused, wiping sweat from his brow with a
dirt-streaked forearm before responding.
“George said we should move the herd first, Miss Walstad,” Jasper
replied, avoiding her gaze. “He said it’d be better for grazing.”
A muscle twitched in Elaina’s jaw. Her father’s passing had left a void
in leadership that George—an older man who had been on the ranch since
before she was born—seemed intent on filling. But it was her land now, her
decisions to make.
“George isn’t running this ranch,” Elaina stated, more to herself than to
Jasper. The cowboys had worked under her father’s command for years, and
their loyalty to George was unshakeable. They were not easily swayed by
the authority of a woman, even if she was their employer.
“Tell George I want to speak with him,” she ordered, her tone leaving
no room for argument. Jasper nodded silently and set off toward the barn.
Elaina surveyed her land, the weight of her inheritance pressing down
upon her. She knew the ropes as well as any man—her father had seen to
that—but respect was not given freely in this world, it had to be earned or
taken. The cowboys saw her as a figurehead, a relic of her father’s time, but
she would show them the steel beneath her skin.
Elaina squared her shoulders, ready to reclaim her birthright one
command at a time. George would listen, or he would leave. This was her
land, her life, her father’s legacy, and she would fight for it with every
breath in her body.
Elaina’s boots crunched the brittle, frost-kissed grass as she made her
way to the barn. The air was sharp with the scent of pine and impending
winter, a chill that seeped through her heavy woolen coat and into her
bones. As she neared the structure, voices carried on the wind—George’s
gravelly tones laced with authority that wasn’t his to wield.
“Boys, make sure the cattle are rotated to the south pasture come
morning,” George commanded, his voice echoing off the wooden walls of
the barn.
Elaina halted behind the half-closed barn door, peering through a gap
just wide enough to afford her a view of the cowboys gathered around
George. Their heads bobbed in agreement with every word he uttered.
“Shouldn’t Miss Walstad be deciding that?” It was a young hand. Elaina
recognized him by the pitch of his voice.
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