The Bride Wore Blue: A Novel (The Sinclair Sisters of Cripple Creek)
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The Sinclair Sisters of Cripple Creek—Book 3
Headed toward a fresh start but tethered by her past, Vivian longs to break free, to find forgiveness and love.
At last, the sisters are reunited! The youngest Sinclair, the family“ baby”, is moving from Maine to Cripple Creek, Colorado and joining Kat, Nell, and Ida. But Vivian is a young woman with a will of her own, and made some decisions back in Portland that have begun to haunt her. Will she be able to live up to the expectations of her three perfect and now happily-settled sisters?
The sisters warmly welcome Vivian to the mountain west, but the wild-and-woolly mining town isn’t ripe with opportunities for a respectable young woman. The youngest Sinclair sister is determined to make her own way, so
when she’s off ered a job as a hostess in a sporting house, she takes it, thinking the position is appropriate for a tainted, unlovable woman like herself. Although she’s convinced she’ll never be asked to entertain privately, Vivian
keeps her employment a secret from her sisters, knowing they’d be mortified—as will Carter Alwyn, the kind and godly sheriff ’s deputy who’s sweet on her.
Vivian is descending into a life of secrets, lying to the very people who love her and could help her heal from her mistakes. Will an outpouring of grace remind her that she is still God’s beloved and that her past can be washed as clean as Rocky Mountain snow?
another seamstress.” If the woman hired a younger, more relevant designer, she’d gain new clients, which would build the business. Keeping her argument to herself, Vivian lifted her sketch pad off the table. She knew not to spoil her chances in case Etta Ondersma changed her mind. “Thank you for your time, Mrs. Ondersma. And my condolences.” Nodding, the widow stood, and Vivian followed suit. “The town is still growing. We can pray that my business will expand as well.” Vivian wanted to take
horse nudged his shoulder. “Now if you’ll excuse us, Gilbert, I’m going to walk Miss Sinclair to the depot.” “Good to catch up.” Mr. Neilson shifted his attention to Vivian. “A pleasure to meet you, Miss Sinclair. I hope you’ll visit our fair town again soon.” “Thank you, I’d like that.” Especially if it meant Etta Ondersma had called to hire her. Vivian dipped her chin and turned toward the horse. His hand ready, Deputy Alwyn guided her to the rocky street. He let go of her hand too soon, and
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Vivian since seeing her in Victor, but her absence did little to hamper her ability to divert his attention. “Deputy!” The voice came from behind him. “Hey, Alwyn, wait up.” Carter stopped midstep and turned. Bart Gardner from the Cripple Creek Times galumphed toward him like a mare about to foal. Carter didn’t have anything against newspapermen, but their hunger for a story had them on the hunt, and he was their prey. Reporters from three other newspapers in town had already been in his
of her dress. “A resourceful woman.” “More like a desperate woman.” A shadow clouded her eyes. “Pickett and Elton had guns. You could’ve been shot rescuing me.” “I wasn’t.” “But we don’t know where Leon is. He could still come after us.” “All the more reason to get you back to town. An early start and a steady ride should get us there by noon.” Carter took the bedroll from her. “Are you ready to go?” She nodded. “My sisters and Miss Hattie must be worried sick.” “Had I known you were