Mail Order Meals: Brides of Beckham, #32
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Gertrude Miller is well-known for her cooking, working for the diner there in Beckham, Massachusetts. When she spots an old crush eating with his new wife, she realizes that there is no chance she will ever be able to find love there in Beckham, where everyone remembers her as a member of the demon horde. After some serious thought, she goes to her sister Elizabeth and asks to be sent west as a mail order bride.
Douglas Charleston wants nothing more from life than regular meals. When he writes a letter to a matchmaker in the east, he makes it clear that he's not worried about looks or age when he gets a wife. He is only concerned about her cooking ability. When he meets his potential bride, he's startled when she's young and pretty.
Will the meals he so desperately wants bring this unlikely couple together? Or will they live together a life with no love?
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Mail Order Meals - Kirsten Osbourne
Chapter 1
Gertrude Miller hurriedly added some fried chicken and potatoes onto a plate, before spooning green beans beside them. She did the same to a second plate and carried both out to the dining room of the diner in Beckham, Massachusetts, where she’d been working since she finished school.
She rushed past a table with someone familiar sitting there, but she didn’t have time to stop and think about who it was. No, the table she was serving had made it very clear they wanted their food quickly. She put the plates on the table and smiled at the two men whom she knew worked at the bank just two doors away. Can I get anything else for you gentlemen?
The two came in every single day, praising her cooking, but never making eye contact.
Both of them shook their heads, carefully not looking at her, but Trudie was used to that. She was a member of the infamous demon horde after all, and no one was going to accidentally show interest in her. It was frustrating that she couldn’t live down her youth.
Trudie walked to the table she’d passed before. What can I get for you?
The man looked at her then, and she realized he was George, a boy she’d had a crush on in school. He smiled. Hi, Trudie. Have you met my wife?
Trudie felt her heart fall in her chest. No, I haven’t. I hadn’t even heard you were engaged!
Not that anyone would tell her anything like that. She was an outcast.
Yeah, your family isn’t exactly invited to a lot of public gatherings.
He shrugged, looking over at his pretty little wife. "Trudie was part of something we all called the demon horde. Her brothers and sisters would do anything to pull a prank. I remember one time her brother came up to me and offered me fifty cents to kiss her. I ran the other way."
His wife—a pretty little blonde—looked at Trudie with a superior look and giggled.
Trudie gave a tight smile. That’s me. The girl who needs to pay someone to kiss her. Do you know what you want?
All she could think about was escaping. She was mortified with the conversation.
After they’d ordered, Trudie all but ran back to the kitchen. The other person working that day was the waitress, but Trudie usually tried to help out. As tears fell, she mumbled, I’m going to stay in the kitchen today.
She knew she couldn’t go back out to the dining room. Not after what George had said and the way his oh-so-perfect wife had looked at her.
Barbara put her arm around. You okay?
Trudie nodded, swiping at the tears with her sleeve and settling in to cook some more. There was no way she was going to go out into the dining room ever again. Or at least until her tears had dried.
DOUGLAS CHARLESTON walked into his house after a long day out on the ranch. He was dog tired, and he didn’t want to do anything but eat a hot supper and fall into bed for a week. He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to ease his aching muscles.
Instead, he walked into the house he’d built with his own two hands and sighed. No one was going to cook for him. If he wanted to eat, he’d have to scrounge something up for himself, and he hated cooking.
He walked to the icebox and looked inside, and there was nothing but the milk and eggs he’d collected that morning. He sighed, not wanting to eat eggs for supper again, but it was pretty much the only thing he could cook. If you didn’t count the shells. When he cooked eggs there were always shells.
He started a fire in the stove, and then put a skillet on it. He was pretty sure it was okay to cook in because he’d made eggs in it just that morning. Why would he wash it when he made the same thing in it over and over? When he cracked the eggs, he did a little better than usual, only getting a few small shells in the frying pan.
While he ate, he looked at the newspaper he’d picked up in the nearest town, flipping through it to read a bit. Not that he much cared what was happening in the world around him. His heifers had started calving, and that meant he was too busy to figure anything out.
He was just finished eating when he spotted an advertisement for mail-order brides. He thought for a moment before grabbing paper, pen, and inkwell. He dipped his pen and carefully wrote a letter asking for a bride. Hopefully, by the end of summer, he wouldn’t be having to cook for himself at all. He didn’t really care to have a wife. He just wanted the meals she could make.
Why, he shouldn’t call her a wife at all. She was mail-order meals to him.
TRUDIE HAD BEEN THINKING for weeks about what she should do about still being labeled one of the demon horde, and she’d finally come to a conclusion. She needed to see Elizabeth, her big sister, and get her to find her a husband. She was twenty-one already. Why, by her age, her ma had already had five children. She would never find a man in their area of Massachusetts, and though she enjoyed her job, she loved the idea of only cooking for one man for the rest of her life.
It was a Wednesday in April when she walked to town, letting her family think she was off to work, but instead she went to Elizabeth’s house on Rock Creek Road. When she arrived, she went to the door and smiled at her brother-in-law Bernard when he invited her in.
Where’s Elizabeth?
she asked. She was always a little intimidated by Bernard, though she wasn’t certain why. He was a handsome man, but he seemed dangerous somehow.
In her office.
Bernard would have taken anyone else to Elizabeth’s office, but she was family. She knew where her sister worked.
Trudie nodded and hurried down the hall, not bothering to knock as she walked into her sister’s office, which doubled as a parlor. "Elizabeth, I need you to marry me off to someone. I’d rather stay close to home, but I can’t wait another minute. Put me on a train this afternoon. Please!"
Elizabeth’s grin told Trudie she’d been slightly melodramatic in her declaration, but she wasn’t going to let it worry her. I do think I have a letter for you. I was going to show you at Sunday dinner, but I can see you’re not interested in waiting.
Not at all. Please tell me he wants his wife delivered immediately.
Trudie plopped down on the sofa in a way she could only do with family. There was no point in her pretending to be a lady around Elizabeth. She certainly knew better. Let me see the letter.
Elizabeth giggled. You’re really ready, aren’t you?
She flipped through a pile of correspondence on her desk, finally choosing one of the letters there.
I am. Can I leave Friday? Saturday? This afternoon?
Instead of responding, Elizabeth handed her sister a letter.
Trudie unfolded the paper and read it carefully.
To whom it may concern:
I’m hungry. I’ve been living alone on a ranch just outside Coyote, Colorado for years, and I’ve been cooking for myself all that time. Or you could say, I’ve been botching the meals I try to make. So far, I’ve mastered scrambled eggs, but only if I don’t mind shells in them. I’ve ruined a few pans trying to make bacon.
I can’t keep existing on jerky and eggs. I swear I’m going to go insane if someone won’t marry me. I’m including a bank draft to cover her train ticket and the cost of travels, as well as your fee. Please, by all that’s holy, send me a woman who can cook.
I don’t care what she looks like. I don’t care if she is twenty years older than me. (I’m twenty-six, by the way.) I don’t even care if she can’t sew or clean. As long as I’m fed, I’ll be happy with her.
Please don’t bother to write back. I want my mail-order meals immediately.
Sincerely,
Douglas Charleston, the hungriest man in all of Colorado, and probably the entire United States of America
P. S. Please make sure she can cook!
Trudie stared at the letter before a smile slowly grew. He has a sense of humor. I want this one.
She knew she could fulfill his requirements, because she happened to be an outstanding cook, but more than that, she thought