My husband faked his death to live with his widowed sister in law 17

My husband faked his death to live with his widowed sister in law 17

Chapter 17 

The morning mist had yet to clear when the Jeep began rattling its way up the newly built mountain road

Miles Lawson’s hand pressed protectively against the small of Liana Langston’s back, as if shielding a treasure he had nearly lost

His twentyfiveyearlong obsession had begun with the silhouette of a ponytailed girl in a high school classroom. He endured four years of college apart from her, and spent endless drunken nights after she married Adrian Graham

And now, finally, here in the morning light of this distant frontier, everything had settled

Hold on to me,” he said, drawing her closer 

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to shield her from the crowd

The monthly bazaar was the biggest event at 

this remote outpost

Locals traded smoked salmon for patchedup jeans, while soldiers traded canned rations for cigarettesbut Miles Lawson always managed to scrounge up something special for Liana

Last month, a jar of French face cream from the base store. This month, he was searching for those imported Swiss chocolates she adored

That’s enoughLiana pressed down on his hand as he reached for his wallet. You already bought three cans of malted milk.” 

Smiling, Miles slipped a delicate Timex watch onto her wrist. Did you forget

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I’ve been saving since high schoolmy marrymygirlfund.” 

He began counting on his fingers. Stipends, base salary, and every birthday check you sent back” 

Liana flushed and quickly covered his mouth with her hand

In the end, they had to hire a tractor just to carry all the supplies

Liana sat among the mountain of goods, and suddenly noticed a thick envelope wrapped in brown paper

Inside were twelve neatly stacked letters- love letters, postmarked from 1972 to 1983

A breeze lifted the yellowed pages, revealing the first line: Dear Liana, today you turned 

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own the class monitor again… 

the sun burned bright in the frontier skies as pathe wind off the lake tossed the hem of her 

floral dress

The chaplain peeled back the layers of his leatherbound liturgical calendar. At last, he circled a date with a red pen. The sixth of next monththe first Sunday after Pentecost. No fasting, no mourning, just pure joy allowed.” 

Miles’s fingers tapped a light rhythm on the wooden tablehe had waited twelve long years for this day. 

The cement floor of the county clerk’s office was hot from the sun

Just as Liana’s pen hovered above the marriage license, her hand trembled 

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suddenlyjust once

A drop of ink landed on the word voluntary, blooming like a tiny storm cloud

Years ago, in the snow, Adrian Graham had also held her hand as she signed at that exact spot

Back then, the hospital nurses used to say that marrying a war hero was the greatest fortune a woman could have

Liana?Miles’s warm hand covered hers. Do you want a new form?” 

She shook her head and finished the final stroke with determination when a distant 

train whistle echoed in the air- 

It sounded like a farewell. Or maybe, the beginning of something new

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My husband faked his death to live with his widowed sister in law

My husband faked his death to live with his widowed sister in law

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