{"product_id":"secondhand-sunsets-gail-kittleson-9781952474545","title":"Secondhand Sunsets","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eWest.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eHeading west.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003ePut the past behind you.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eStart over.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIn nose-biting pre-dawn cold, Ray's rap sounded. Out front waited a new wagon. Abby buttoned her wool coat and bonnet, doubled Papa's traveling blanket over her arm with her parasol, and crossed the threshold for the last time. Ray hoisted her trunk as she clambered into the buckboard.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe was no gentleman-no surprise to that. Through hushed streets, past Annabelle's house, the silent empty clapboard church, and beyond the new train depot, memories flitted one by one. With each, her heaviness lifted, and out in the countryside west of town, each squeaky turn of the wheels breathed hope.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIn rhythm with the creaking wheels, words circled through her mind like poetry-\u003cem\u003eNow we are wed... no longer alone... heading west.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA fog immersed her. Not an endearing word from him, nor even a kindly touch of his hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHer husband.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e***\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA sudden light spangled the heavens as if to show that sunshine still reigned.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAbby sank to a fallen log-the glow rimmed the clouds in an ethereal aura. Crimson became rose, yellows transformed to gold, and periwinkle caressed deep purple.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Could I have been befuddled all this time?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe scripture Fred read at supper filtered back.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe Lord hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with loving kindness have I drawn thee.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe day's warmth still hovered, and with it, a sense that all was well. The sky flamed for several more minutes. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eThis beauty and my love for you are one.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe hugged the message close. \"Perhaps, after all, I am loved.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Gail Kittleson\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-10:\u003c\/b\u003e 195247454X\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9781952474545\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Wordcrafts Press\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 03\/01\/2021\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 318\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 1.03lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.71d","brand":"Gail Kittleson","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":48874086662399,"sku":"9781952474545","price":16.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/secondhand-sunsets-gail-kittleson-9781952474545","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}