Libbie: Bride of Arizona (American Mail-Order Bride 48)
“She brushed away several pin feathers from the front of her black skirt. On the platform, she paused and pulled the ticket from her reticule, glancing at the stamped destination: Albany, New York. The first step toward my future.
Stepping into the passenger coach, Libbie tugged on the ends of her newly shorn hair and hitched her carpet bag close to her waist. A quick scan of the passenger benches showed several seats available but she was hesitant to claim a place beside a man. When she spo...tted a pretty young blonde-haired woman close to her age, she thought the person was probably Grace Dickinson, the factory worker Dora had told her would be on this train. She stepped down the aisle and waved a hand at the seat. “May I sit?”
Grace nodded. “Yes, join me please.”
“Oh, thank you.” She lifted her bag to the overhead rack and sat. “Dora Johnson described you well, Miss Dickinson. I’m Libbie Van Eycken.”MoreLess
Stepping into the passenger coach, Libbie tugged on the ends of her newly shorn hair and hitched her carpet bag close to her waist. A quick scan of the passenger benches showed several seats available but she was hesitant to claim a place beside a man. When she spo...tted a pretty young blonde-haired woman close to her age, she thought the person was probably Grace Dickinson, the factory worker Dora had told her would be on this train. She stepped down the aisle and waved a hand at the seat. “May I sit?”
Grace nodded. “Yes, join me please.”
“Oh, thank you.” She lifted her bag to the overhead rack and sat. “Dora Johnson described you well, Miss Dickinson. I’m Libbie Van Eycken.”MoreLess
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