Life, Love & Long Distances In The Old West: A Pair of Clean Western Historical Romances

By Beth Overton

A Long Distance Relationship - A woman, on the way to help her aunt over a bout of illness, meets a man on the train and begins a relationship with him. He even visits she and her aunt and the woman believes that the relationship will grow and flourish. There are obstacles however -- one big one being that she has to return to her university studies in a few days.

Learning About Life & Love In The Old West - A solitary man who thinks himself long past marrying age, and who has difficulty in meeting and interacting with people, joins a cattle drive, learns a lot more about life and people and maybe, just maybe, starts to fall in love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beth Overton
• Release date: Feb 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311306746

Beth Overton

Beth Overton lives in Northern California with her husband and three cats. Besides writing romances, she loves to read everything she can get her hands on, as well as cooking up gourmet delights for her entire family.

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Life, Love & Long Distances In The Old West: A Pair of Clean Western Historical Romances

By

Berth Overton

Copyright 2016 Quietly Blessed & Loved Press

A Long Distance Relationship

Learning About Life & Love In The Old West

A Long Distance Relationship

Synopsis: A Long Distance Relationship - A woman, on the way to help her aunt over a bout of illness, meets a man on the train and begins a relationship with him. He even visits she and her aunt and the woman believes that the relationship will grow and flourish. There are obstacles however -- one big one being that she has to return to her university studies in a few days.

Regina received a letter at 4 o'clock on a Thursday from the doorman. Letters were never bearers of good news and dreaded very much. She had no one in contact with that she sent letters regularly to unless they were giving thanks, and letters that were sent to her were usually from her mother most likely requiring her to drop everything she was doing and leave. The plain envelope never looked more daunting. And upon seeing that the letter had her mother's ostentatious handwriting most of her thoughts were about to be confirmed.

She thanked the doorman, held it in her ink blotted hands, that, once touched, began to get smudge marks, and walked up the four flights of stairs to get to her tiny, one-room flat that provided only the necessary provisions for her and set the letter on her bed. While washing her hands from the ink, she wondered what her mother wanted, or needed.

Her mother wasn't a humble person and tended to overreact to many things. She went back to the letter, and opened it. Her mother sent a letter asking for her presence. Her aunt was ill apparently. The Letter read as follows:

Dearest Regina,

I come to you with the utmost respect for your studies, and with the knowledge that you will be finishing up the school year fairly soon. Your Aunt Tabitha is very ill, and your Uncle John will be away on business for the next two months. It is upon my request that you take care of her, because I have my own affairs to attend to; I will not have the chance to take care of her myself. I would suggest that you leave as soon as you can. I'll be expecting you soon.

Best regards,

Mum

Regina's heart sank with every line on the page her mother had written. Of course this had to happen before her last tests, before the last events of the year, and last everything. She looked around her apartment. Her bed sheets were ruffled, a few blouses scattered the floor as well as on her chair. Her writing and studying materials were everywhere. She didn't think her mother knew how challenging it was to uplift your life from a different state and move back for only a bit of time. Regina's heart began to race.

There were too many factors that affected her. She still had school and would have to contact all of her teachers to ask if she could take all of her tests earlier. Being an excellent student, Regina didn't think this would be a problem, but, then again, the student that she was, was also the head coordinator of the Women's Mathematical Society and the end of the year party was coming up in a few days.

It was absolutely imperative that she attend, because all of the women in this society were very passionate about their group and took nothing lightly.

The Mathematical Women's Society had five women attending regularly, which represented a tenth of the women at the college. Being women from a society that judged women for attaining an education, they took great care in their appearance and manners when in the presence of others, as not too appear too manly or as if, as was the common mistake, to appear that they could not uptake an education and be a woman successfully.

When these women had a point to prove outside their female group they skillfully disclaimed it and warned the people of what they were about to say, as if they contained something dangerous--a secret weapon perhaps that the world wasn't yet ready to be introduced to. Therefore, they made very high expectations within their group as far as scholarly discourse, appearance, and events went.

Regina had to fill out her duties as the coordinator for the last event of the year. Otherwise, she would have received the utmost approbations from the other four women. Because of this, she gave herself four days to finish out everything she had to do.

It was only seventeen past four in the afternoon and she thought that she might have time to get into contact with her teachers before they left for the school day. Since it was the week before finals most of them stayed in their office until eight o'clock for students that had questions. Before she left she made a list of what she had to do; of all her assignments and small tasks that needed to take place; a letter written back to her mother telling her when she could arrive home, and was out the door by five o'clock.

On her way through the city, people were running around getting ready for their summer celebrations. It was still damp from the night before and she hoped that her shoes would outlast the stone streets because she was in a hurry. Reading the list over and planning the things she had to do in her mind, she took a set route that she found to be the quickest, that she had traveled many times before, and truly had no need to look up, or so she thought. She went in between a few buildings in order to get to the city's center.

Baltimore was bustling. Women were walking with their daily produce, cars were honking, men were smoking on benches; carriages and cars passed by, dirty children ran around begging for bread scraps from shops, and men with western hats and boots were riding through the streets. The city had a place for everyone, and everyone filled their niche accordingly.

Regina had a thirty-minute walk from her apartment to her University. She would have normally walked around the city center because it contained too many people most of the time, but ended up walking through the middle so fast that she made it into a twenty-minute walk. She received more looks than she would have liked, but due to the stress that had just befallen her she didn't notice. She looked straight ahead and kept kicking her dress back and forth to make sure there was no chance to trip on it.

While at the University she had luck in meeting all of her teachers and moving all of her tests to an earlier date, which was to take place in two days. Her nerves began to grow, and she knew she was not going to get the scores that she wanted. But, she saw no other option. Her teachers were supportive and accommodated her with ease. Whether it was the fact that they saw no use in seeing a women getting an education, and didn't care whether