By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
Sometimes we feel forgotten.
But we’re not.
“Are not five sparrows sold
for two copper coins?
And not one of them is forgotten before God.
But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
Do not fear, therefore;
you are of more value
than many sparrows.”
His eye is on the sparrow. It’s on us, too.
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Cale looped the coil of rope over his shoulder again and pushed his hat off his brow. He smelled like horses, and Ella’s yearning grew. She’d been a fool to come West, into the heart of a country dependent upon the magnificent animals she’d once treasured and the men who rode them. Even more of a fool to accept Helen’s invitation to stay.
“Like I said before, you’ve got a way with horses. You’re at ease with both Doc and Barlow.” His voiced dropped. “But not with yourself.”
Ella jerked her head around. “How dare you presume. You know nothing about me.”
He studied the scarred mountain beyond her shoulder, a similar mark forming between his brows, then slowly met her glare. “You were white as new canvas that morning in town. My guess is, you once rode but you’re afraid to now. Is it because you think you can’t?”
Her breath stuck in her throat when he hit the mark, and his words reverberated through her like a clanging triangle. The man had no façade whatsoever. He was as open and uncomplicated as the country in which he lived.
Unwilling to expose her soul, her pain, her longing, she crossed her arms with a shudder. What would it be like to live as openly and bare-faced as he?
Again the clanging, only this time it was real, and he shoved his hat down and held out his hand. “Dinner’s on. We best be getting back.” ~A Change of Scenery
Inspirational Western Romance – where the hero is heroic.
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