Free The Shepherd's Betrothal by Lynn A. Coleman

Life was looking profitable in America—perhaps not as profitable as back in Ireland, but profitable nonetheless.
    Ian was in good spirits until early the next morning, when the sheriff banged on his front door. “Mr. McGrae, I have a summons for you,” he announced.
    Ian pulled the door open to find Sheriff Bower in full uniform, holding an official-looking envelope. “What kind of summons?”
    â€œCan’t say, it’s sealed. I was ordered to deliver it for the courts.”
    Ian broke the seal and scanned the letter, his heart sinking as he read.
    â€œWhat? This can’t be! Why?” he said.
    In that moment, all he wanted was to speak with Hope for clarity and her calming influence.
    But he was on his own this time.
    * * *
    Hope finished cleaning the rooms, washed and hung the first batch of laundry and was cleaning up the morning service dishes when Grace came into the kitchen. “Good morning, Hope.”
    â€œHow are you?”
    â€œFine. Actually, I’d love to run and jump but I can’t do that just yet.”
    Hope laughed. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”
    â€œTell me what’s been happening. How are you and Ian getting along?”
    Hope glanced to the ceiling then focused on Grace. She was a good friend and perhaps she could help her with these confusing emotions. “That could take a while.”
    â€œThen I’m all ears. Let’s have some tea and make ourselves comfortable.” Grace went over to the stove and put the kettle on.
    Hope finished washing the last pot. “First, tell me, are you still expecting?”
    â€œThe doctor believes I was carrying twins. I might have lost one, but the other baby still seems to be growing.”
    Hope didn’t know what to say. She’d never heard of such a thing. She couldn’t imagine what Grace was feeling or thinking.
    â€œIt’s rare, but does happen from time to time. In another month we’ll know for certain. We’re waiting until we know for sure if I’ll be able to carry the baby before telling Richard’s parents, or the rest of the community.”
    â€œTwins? Oh my, and you can still carry one of the babies?”
    â€œYes. But as I said, it is rare. I don’t know what I would have done without you, or my mother. She’s been wonderful. Of course, this will be her first grandchild. Father is beside himself. It’s amazing the change in him. He respects Richard now and can’t apologize enough for his behavior in trying to force me to marry men I had no interest in.” Grace took a sip of her tea and looked over the rim at Hope. “So…have you kissed Ian yet?”
    â€œNo!” Hope protested a little too loudly. “Sorry, no.” Grace laughed. “But you’ve thought about it.”
    Hope groaned. “Well, yes. Have you looked at him? He’s gorgeous. His smile can brighten an entire room. And his eyes… Goodness, a girl could get lost in those sparkling blue eyes.”
    Hope sobered and hung her head. “Ian has asked me to dine with him twice, but I said no. Even though I wanted to say yes.”
    Grace patted her hand. “What are you afraid of?”
    â€œI’ve never had feelings like this before, Grace. I didn’t expect to be scared by such strong emotions. And, well, I still feel the blow to my pride and confidence because of what happened with my job.”
    â€œOh, Hope. Sometimes you just have to take a chance. And I think your heart is telling you to take a chance on Ian.”

Chapter 7
    I an paced back and forth in the front room at the lawyer’s office.
    â€œMr. McGrae!” The door to the inner office swung open and Ben Greeley came out, right hand extended. “How can I help you?”
    Ian handed him the summons. Ben’s eyebrows rose. “This doesn’t make any sense. I know this judge fairly well. Let me look into it and I’ll send a