Redeeming Love (47 page)

When everyone, including Miriam, had had a turn on the swing, Angel took the children down to the cabin and fixed them something to eat. The boys went out to watch Michael, and Leah and Ruthie went to pick flowers on the hill.

Miriam leaned against the doorjamb and looked out at her brothers perched on top of the corral fence, watching Michael working with the horse. “Michael knows how to enjoy life. He doesn’t sit about brooding all the time.”

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watching Michael. An uncomfortable feeling twisted in her stomach.

Miriam smiled. “I was thinking how wonderful it must be to love someone and have them love you back. I’ll bet when Michael wants you, he does something about it.” Blushing, she straightened from the doorjamb. “Mama would faint dead away if she heard me talking like this.”

Angel looked out at Michael; and the pang of jealousy died down, and a tender concern filled her. She gave Miriam a thoughtful look. She loved the girl like a sister. “You want to get married, don’t you?”

“Yes, but I don’t want to marry just anyone,” Miriam said. “I want someone wonderful. I want a man to love me the way Michael loves you. I want a man willing to fight for me. I want a man who won’t let me walk away from him.”

Seeing tears in Miriam’s eyes, Angel took her hand. “You love Michael?”

“Of course I love him. How could I not? He’s one of a kind, isn’t he?”

Miriam put her head back against the jamb and closed her eyes. “Others should be more like him, but they’re not.” She smiled. “I’ll never forget the night Mama and I sang ‘Amazing Grace’ and talked about David. Michael had tears in his eyes, and he wasn’t embarrassed about it. He didn’t care who saw how much he cared.” She wiped tears from her cheeks. “Michael’s the only man I’ve ever met who isn’t afraid to
feel
things. He doesn’t bury himself alive.”

Angel looked out at him. “It’s too bad I met him first.”

Miriam laughed. “Well, if you find the mold, would you make another like him?” She hugged Angel. “I love you
both
so much.” She drew back.

“And now I’ve embarrassed you.” She bit her lip and looked uncertain.

“Mama thinks I should keep my feelings to myself instead of blurting them out all the time, but I can’t. It’s just the way I am.” She kissed Angel’s cheek.

“I’d better gather the wild Indians and go.” She went out into the sunshine and called for her brothers and sisters.

Hugging herself, Angel leaned against the doorjamb where Miriam had been and watched them go. She worried about it all afternoon and tried to talk things over with Michael that night. “Do you think we could find a man for Miriam?”

“Miriam? She’s a little young, isn’t she?”

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“Old enough to be in love. Could we go back to Sacramento and find someone?”

“Who?” he said, playing with her hair.

“Someone for Miriam.”

“How about Paul?”

“Paul!”
Aghast, Angel moved away. “Miriam doesn’t belong with someone like him. She belongs with someone like you.”

“I’m already taken. Remember?” He pulled her close. “Leave it to the Lord.”

“‘Leave it to the Lord,’” she muttered. “You always want to leave things to the Lord.”

He could see she wasn’t going to let go of it. “The Lord already has someone in mind for Miriam. I’m sure of it. Now, put it out of your head.”

She almost told him that Miriam was in love with him, but thought better of it. There was nothing more tantalizing to a man than a young girl in love with him. “I just want to see her happy and settled.”

Michael soothed her. “She will be, Tirzah. A girl like Miriam doesn’t go without a husband for long.”

A girl like Miriam. “If you hadn’t found me, would you—”

“But I did, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did.” She reached up and touched his face. “Have you ever been sorry?”

“A few times,” he said solemnly, knowing she would expect the truth. He took her hand and turned the wedding ring, looking down at her. “You’ve given me some dark moments.” His smile was tender. “But that’s in the past.” He kissed her hand and laid it against his cheek. “Tirzah, I know what I’m about, and I know who has control of my life. You and I are not an accident.”

Angel pulled his head down and kissed him, loving his response, loving the way she felt when he took over. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, Michael Hosea. Never, as long as I live.”

“Nor I of you.”

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The Altmans held a gathering to celebrate spring planting. When Angel and Michael arrived, the children ran to greet them. Elizabeth waved from the open doorway.

“Come see our new well,” Leah said, tugging on Michael’s hand.

Miriam was bringing up a bucket of water. She set it down. “Marvelous, isn’t it?” she said proudly. “Paul helped us dig it a few weeks ago. I’ve missed having a well to sing into. Listen.” She bent over and sang down into the depths. The melodious sound broadened and rose. “Rock of Ages.”

Angel rested her forearms on the stone and listened. Smiling at her, Michael bent over the side and joined Miriam, his deep voice harmonizing.

Angel had never heard anything more beautiful than the way Miriam’s and Michael’s voices blended.

“Oh, doesn’t it sound wonderful!” Miriam laughed. “Let’s do another. If you put your head down far enough, the sound is all around you. Sing with us this time, Amanda, and it’ll be even better.” She wouldn’t accept no for an answer. “Don’t tell me you can’t. You can. If you don’t know the words, just open your mouth and go
ahhhhh.
‘Rock of Ages’ again. You’ve heard it enough to know a few words.”

Angel joined in hesitantly. Before they were finished, the rest of the children were hanging over the well and singing down into it. Had Michael not caught hold of her dress, Ruth would have fallen in head first. “‘Oh, Suzanna,’ this time,” Andrew said. From that they went to more road songs with funny verses. Laughing, they straightened.

Miriam’s expression changed markedly, and her hand gripped Angel’s.

“Paul’s coming.” Heart sinking, Angel raised her head and saw him walking across the open field toward them. “He was so stiff when I invited him, I didn’t think he would come,” Miriam said. Angel had never seen a more grim-looking man. “I’d better go greet him, or he’ll leave before he’s arrived,” Miriam said.

Paul watched Miriam come toward him and steeled himself. She was wearing the yellow dress again. When she smiled, a muscle jerked in his cheek.

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“I’m so glad you came, Paul.” She smiled and fanned herself with her hand.

“It’s hot, isn’t it? Come have some cider.”

Too disturbed by what he felt when he looked at Miriam, Paul glanced around. Angel was looking at him. He gave her a sardonic smile, expecting her to smile back just as derisively. She didn’t. He hated her so much he could taste it.

“When did you finish your planting?” Miriam asked, forcing his attention back to her.

“Yesterday afternoon.” They reached the others. Michael greeted him with a handshake. His grip was firm, speaking of continued affection. He put his arm around Angel and drew her close against his side, waiting.

Angel’s blue eyes flickered as she looked up at him. “Hello, Paul,” she said.

Paul wanted to ignore her but knew he couldn’t without offending Michael. “Amanda,” he said and nodded. Her face showed no emotion whatsoever. It didn’t surprise him. What would she know about feelings?

Miriam had come back with a tin cup and was watching the exchange closely. She handed him the cider and took Angel’s hand. “Mandy, would you help me hide the clues to the treasure hunt?” Paul watched them go off together, hand in hand.

“Miriam’s pretty, isn’t she?” Michael said, smiling slightly. “Those dark eyes.”

Paul drank his cider in taut silence. He hadn’t expected Michael to notice so soon.

When the children ran off to find Miriam’s clues to the treasure—a basket of berry tarts—Elizabeth, Miriam, and Angel set up the plank table in the yard.

Angel had brought a Dutch oven full of venison, baked beans, and candied carrots. Elizabeth had roasted two fat pheasants that were stuffed with seasoned bread.

Miriam brought out two winter apple pies.

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the afternoon, but now she was seated opposite him at the table. John said grace, and when she raised her head, she encountered Paul’s look. She understood all too clearly the message in his eyes:
You? Praying? What a
laugh!

She
was
a hypocrite. She bowed her head as all the others did, pretending to pray even while she held no part of it. Nor did she want to. She did it because it would hurt Michael for her to sit beside him, back rigid and head held high while grace was said. And it would embarrass the Altmans. Ruthie would ask questions. She held Paul’s cold gaze.

Can’t you understand?

If anything, he looked even more contemptuous. Resigned that he never would understand her—probably would never even try—she took a slice of pheasant and passed the platter.

“Do you want me to talk to Paul?” Michael asked her later when John was fiddling and he was dancing with her.

“No,” she said, afraid she would be the cause of an even wider gulf between the two men. She had done enough damage already.

“He’s a decent man, Amanda. He’s stood by me through some hard times.

He’s confused right now.”

She knew Paul wasn’t confused. He was full of righteous rage and animosity. Because of her. He was hurting. Because of her. Why hadn’t she thought past her own revenge that day? Couldn’t she have ignored his insults? She had known he was jealous. She had known that he thought she wasn’t good enough to be Michael’s wife. She had known a lot of things about Paul on first sight.

“Be patient with him,” Michael said.

As Michael had been patient with her. She would swallow her pride if need be. For Michael’s sake, she would take whatever Paul had to throw at her.

Michael danced with Miriam, and Angel went to pour herself a cup of cider. Paul came to stand next to her, his dark eyes glinting. He nodded toward Michael whirling Miriam around. They were both laughing. “They look good together, don’t they?”

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each other a great deal,” she said and poured a second cup of cider. She held it out to him.

Smiling mockingly down at her, he took it. He watched Michael and Miriam again. “She should have come a few months earlier. Things would’ve been a lot different.”

“Michael said it wouldn’t have.”

“Of course, he’d
say
that.”

The sword thrust went deep. Angel didn’t say anything.

Paul’s mouth curved sardonically. “I heard you were working in a general mercantile. What were you selling?”

“A little of everything.”

“Just like always, hmmm?”

Angel concealed her pain and spoke quietly. “I’ve no intention of hurting Michael again, Paul. I swear to you.”

“But you will, won’t you? It’s in your nature. You’ll suck him dry and then throw the empty husk away. Oh, you’ll stay around for a while, just for appearances. And when the going gets rough, you’ll pack up your bags and be on your merry way again.”

Angel blinked and looked away. She couldn’t breathe past the constric-tion in her chest. “I won’t.”

“No? Then why were you in such a hurry to get back to Pair-a-Dice?

Why did you run off to Sacramento?”

“I’m sticking this time.”

“For a year or two. Until you’re bored with being a farmer’s wife.” He drank his cider and set the cup down. He watched Michael and Miriam with a frown. “You know, Angel, I haven’t seen Michael smile like that in a long, long time.” He walked away and stood with John.

Angel held her cup of cider clasped between her two hands. Raising her head, she watched the two people she loved most in the world dancing together and wondered if Paul wasn’t right about everything.

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Twenty-five

And after the earthquake a fire;

but the Lord was not in the fire,

and after the fire

a still small voice.

1 K I N G S

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Paul sought to erode Angel’s confidence every time they met, while Angel set herself to endure whatever he threw at her. She told herself each time he made a cutting remark or insulting prophesy about where she would be in ten years that she would make no retaliation. To fight back would only hurt Michael. And it wouldn’t change how Paul felt about her. Whatever tomorrow brought, today she had Michael.