Publisher's Synopsis
A Collection of Mail Order Bride & Amish Romances It was properly dark outside, which meant it was getting late by the time Preacher Jones and Abigail Dolby set off for the short trek to Taylor Smith's abode. Thankfully there was a light on when they arrived and as soon as the preacher knocked on the door, he stepped back a few feet as if he was anticipating a monster to charge out of the door at any moment. Taylor opened the door and looked out at Abigail first, then at the preacher."Preacher Jones," the man said gruffly. "To what do I owe the pleasure?""Mr. Smith, this young lady here is stuck in town. She was set to marry Eli Muskrat, but as you know, he is already wed. The only other option is to be a soiled dove under the roof of the saloon, and since she knows nothing about that, I thought marrying you would be the best option."Taylor's eyebrows shot up and one side of his mouth turned up in a half-smile."Marrying me... is the best option this poor girl has?"
