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Wellington Beaus
(Wellington Cross Series, Book 5)
Cheryl R. Lane
Trade Paperback, 282 pages
CreateSpace Independent
Publishing Platform
April 9, 2017
Historical Fiction, Romance,
Southern Fiction
The Wellington brothers, Godfrey and Bertie, find love and loss in 1895 in the small town of Charles City, Virginia. Godfrey, the older one, is married and expecting his firstborn child, but when tragedy strikes, how will he carry on? Will Malynn Selman, who comes to live at Wellington Cross Plantation, be able to help him through his grief? Meanwhile, Bertie has just proposed to Amanda Adams, but when an old flame comes to live and work at the boarding house -- Adams House -- will she tempt Bertie into being unfaithful? She is recently widowed and brings her two children with her along with her own troubles. Will the two brothers eventually find happiness?
Chapter One
Charles City, Virginia
Adams House
July, 1895
Charles City, Virginia
Adams House
July, 1895
Amanda Adams walked out
onto the front porch wearing her best blue dress, with leg o’ mutton sleeves, and
waited for guests to arrive. She was having a birthday party and had invited a
few of her family and friends to attend that day.
Her actual birthday was
in June, but she had delayed a party so that her cousin Jason could have a proper
honeymoon with his new wife, Belle Wellington. Belle had worked at the boarding
house where the three of them lived, and took care of Adams House. Most guests
were just passing through town, but one guest had been a particular nuisance
and caused a lot of trouble to all three of them at the boarding house.
Mister Wade Brewster, aka
Wayne Trueman, Jr., had forcibly raped Amanda back in February when he first
came to visit the boarding house. He’d been handsome and charming, and she’d
made a terrible mistake.
She had ended up being
with child, and called on a doctor in Richmond to try and get rid of the baby.
She didn’t think she could bear looking at a baby every day who had been the
result of such a brutal act of violence and violation. She found a Doctor Gardner,
and he’d come to the boarding house in May to perform the surgery.
However, Mister Brewster
had returned, found out what she was doing, and tried to stop it. Doctor Gardner ended up having
a heart attack and died before completing the surgery, before sewing her up.
She’d bled a lot and the next day, Doctor William Brown and his wife Ginny had
taken over her care. She’d taken a long time to heal, both physically and
emotionally, and had eventually moved out to the country to stay at her Aunt
Paisley’s plantation for a while. Her savior had been Bertie.
Albert Wellington, whom
everyone called Bertie, had come to visit her at Carter Manor on a regular
basis, and the two of them started taking walks outside on the plantation.
First they walked in the garden, then the walks got longer and they’d walked
around some of the crops and even over into the woods a little.
He was the sweetest man
she’d ever met, and he knew how to make her laugh. He seemed to care a great
deal about her.
Truth be told, she was
in love with him. The day he saved her and his sister, Belle, from Mister Brewster, by shooting
him after he’d shot Belle in the stomach, was the day she realized she loved
Bertie.
He’d sacrificed his
life, which he did quite often, being deputy of Charles City, but she knew he
would do it for her at any given moment, should the need arise. He’d told her
so on one of their walks. That he would do anything for her to prove to her
that there were good men still left in this town.
Amanda had felt guilty
about Belle getting shot and that it was her fault since she was the one who
had gotten involved with Mister Brewster. It took her a while to forgive
herself, even though Belle said she didn’t blame her at all. She’d insisted
that since Mister Brewster had lived in the boarding house when he was growing
up, he would’ve been back anyway, whether Amanda had taken up with him or not.
Amanda knew that was true, but it didn’t help assuage her guilt sometimes.
She also felt guilt for
getting rid of the baby. She had been the cause of an innocent life being
terminated. Essentially, she had committed murder. Not actually with her own
hands, but it was still her fault. She was the one who’d asked Doctor Gardner
to perform the surgery that terminated the baby’s life.
She felt just awful and
dreaded that she might not ever have another baby again, either as a result of
the procedure or as punishment.
She tried most days not
to think any of those thoughts and quickly pushed them out of her head as she
straightened up her dress. It was her best dress, one she had gotten at Belle’s
sister's Lillie’s shop. She first wore it to the Wellington’s Spring Ball last
year. She hadn’t been able to go this year because of all the mess with Mister
Brewster. She was happy she could wear it now. She’d sent it out to the lady
who did their laundry, and it had just barely arrived at the boarding house in
time – that very morning!
She rested a hand on one
of the white porch columns and looked around the town until her eyes paused at
the Sheriff’s Office, where Bertie worked, and then the small house down the
street from it, where he lived.
He said he would ask for
the whole day off so he could attend the party. She couldn’t wait to see him.
And dance with him.
“Amanda, everything is
nearly ready,” Belle said behind her.
Amanda turned around as
Belle walked out onto the porch. She looked so much happier since she’d married
Jason. Amanda was happy for them both but felt a twinge of jealousy. She wished
she could feel so completely happy. She thought she just might be able to,
someday. Maybe with Bertie.
“Wonderful,” Amanda
said. “Thank you so much for all your hard work.”
Belle had cooked all the
food for the party, including a ham, a large roast turkey, a round of beef, and
scalloped oysters. Also served would be four kinds of finger sandwiches –
cucumber, egg salad, ham and goat’s cheese, and tomato-and-basil – as well as
fresh vegetables from the garden -- tomatoes, cucumbers, and carrots, which would
be served alongside peach cobbler, ice cream, and a three-layer cake made with
strawberry jam inside the layers.
When Belle first started
working for Amanda, she was tasked with cleaning the rooms, cooking, checking
people in and showing them to their rooms. After Belle married, she recuperated
from her gunshot wound and had only recently started cooking again as her sole
duty. Amanda was checking people in, and another lady, Malynn, was cleaning the
house.
Malynn Selman had been
involved with Mister Brewster out in Colorado Springs, Colorado, and had
followed him to Virginia just before his tumultuous demise. She had also become
impregnated by Mister Brewster and had a baby girl named Mabel who was now two
months old. Amanda marveled at the woman’s tenacity and ability to make the
long arduous journey all the way from Colorado after such a short period of
time since birthing a baby. Malynn had helped Bertie trap Mister Brewster and
decided to stay in Charles City after the incident. She said she wanted a
quieter place to live and raise her baby.
“You’re welcome, Amanda,”
Belle said, stirring Amanda from her thoughts. “It’s the least I could do.
"Jason helped me before
he left. Is he back with Aunt Paisley yet?”
Jason had driven a
carriage to go and fetch Amanda’s aunt, as she was planning to spend a week at
the boarding house. Amanda had insisted that she stay in her own room, which
was located on the second – main – floor of the house near the check-in area.
That room had been Belle’s room at first, but after Amanda’s procedure and
Doctor Gardner’s subsequent death, Amanda wanted no further part of the room
she used to occupy with all its bad memories, so she had switched rooms with
Belle. When she moved back from Aunt Paisley’s
while Belle was recuperating, she had taken the same room on the second floor,
still not ready to face her ghosts in the other room on the bottom floor.
“No, not yet, but I
expect them anytime,” Amanda said.
“All right. Send Jason
to the kitchen when he arrives. I need to check on the beef.”
“I’ll be sure and tell
him. When your brother gets here, I’ll have him help carry the food up.” The
food was going to be served in the dining room on the second floor, while the
kitchen was on the first floor.
After Belle went inside,
Amanda turned around and saw Bertie walking her way. She broke out into a big
smile and pushed a loose strand of her copper-colored hair behind her ear.
Their eyes met, and he
began smiling, too.
“Amanda, you’re
breathtaking,” he said upon reaching the top step of the porch. He took her
hands in his, leaned in, and kissed her temple.
She blushed a shade that
competed with the color of her hair. “Thank you, Bertie. You look very nice
yourself.” She was used to seeing him in his deputy uniform, though he had worn
a rugged Norfolk jacket or cutaway morning coat on many occasions when he came
to visit her. This time, he wore a more formal dark dinner jacket with a shawl
collar over a light gray waistcoat, white shirt, and a dark tie. “You didn’t
have to get so dressed up for the party. It’s not a big to-do, just a nice
quiet little party.”
“I know, but you weren’t
able to attend my family’s party in the spring, so I wanted to look nice when I
dance with you.”
She smiled and her
stomach fluttered a little bit at the thought of dancing with him. “I can’t
wait, Bertie.” She straightened his collar, just wanting to touch him
somewhere.
He closed his eyes
briefly and took her hand in his. When he opened his eyes, he looked troubled.
“Is something wrong?”
she asked.
“No, I, uh, no, nothing
at all.” He seemed nervous all of a sudden.
A carriage pulled up
then – it was Jason and Aunt Paisley. After him was the Wellington carriage
which held Bertie’s parents, and another carriage behind that which belonged to
Bertie’s brother, Godfrey.
Amanda felt herself
getting nervous at the thought of mingling with Bertie’s family because of how
close she felt to him now. She barely knew his family at all, had only met his
mother once. It was time she got to know them.
It was time for the
party to begin.
An hour later, the party
was in full swing. A string band played inside in the parlor, and with the
windows open, the music could be heard inside as well as outside on the
wraparound porch. Food was spread out in the dining room at the back of the
house in a room with red walls, white trim, and windows on three sides, which
afforded views of the garden and cottage out back. Jason and Belle were the
perfect hosts, making sure the food and drink were plentiful.
Bertie mingled with
Amanda as well as his family who were there – his parents, his older brother Godfrey and his wife
Cecilia, and his three sisters – Lillie, Lizzie, and Belle – along with spouses
Ian and Jason. Lizzie was
visiting from Boston and would be going back home the following morning. She
was found out to not actually be a blood relation to the Wellingtons, but he
still considered her a sister. Her husband, Josiah, was actually the one who
was a Wellington, and even though they were nearly the same age, Josiah was his uncle. He
didn’t travel down for this visit, as Lizzie wanted to stay for four weeks and
Josiah could not be away from his occupation as a banker for that length of
time.
The only other people
present were Amanda and her small family – her cousin Jason and her Aunt
Paisley. She had lost her parents in an accident three years ago and Bertie
knew she missed them a lot, especially her mother. Especially on her birthday.
That was one of the reasons he decided to propose marriage to her at her
birthday celebration, so that she would have a new memory to think about and
something happy to celebrate instead of feeling sad.
He was nervous and
tongue-tied around her. He’d been engaged before, had been in love before, but
the woman had broken the engagement and he swore off women for many years.
Until he met Amanda. In all his twenty-six years, he had never met a more
formidable and yet vulnerable woman before. He loved her for her sweetness, her
determination, and her courage. She’d been through a lot and he wanted to take
care of her, more than anything, for the rest of his life.
She was on the back side
of the wraparound porch looking over the garden when he walked up behind her.
“Amanda, there you are.”
She turned quickly,
looking startled.
“Hey, Bertie. I was just
looking out over the garden…thinking about my mother.”
“Oh. Would you rather be
alone?” Although he thought he would die if he put off proposing to her any
longer.
She looked at him and
smiled. “No, I’m glad you’re here. We haven’t danced yet.”
“Oh, yes. Dancing. Could
we, uh, talk for a minute first?” he asked her.
“Of course. What did you
want to talk about?”
Bertie cleared his
throat and fumbled inside his pockets for the ring he was going to give her. He
found it and kept his hand on it for the moment until he worked up the courage
to present it. “Would you take a walk with me in the garden?”
“Now?” she asked. “Can
we not talk here where we can still hear the nice music?”
“We can most likely
still hear it out there,” he said. “And then we will dance after, um, after we
walk in the garden. It’ll only take a moment, I promise.”
He took her hand in his
and kissed it, hoping she would comply. He was so nervous that she would
decline his proposal.
“All right,” she agreed.
“A little walk and talk, and then we’ll dance.”
“Yes.”
He followed her around
to the back of the porch, past the dining room windows where Bertie knew others
would be watching. He glanced inside and saw Jason looking his way. He smiled
broadly and gave him a thumbs-up. Bertie quickly looked away and nearly
stumbled as he followed Amanda down the outside stairs leading towards the
garden and stables. When they got to the last bottom step, he placed his hand
on the small of her back and pointed towards the cottage, and they walked behind
it where there was a black wrought iron bench. This was a secluded spot away
from view of the house, and it overlooked a tall group of sunflowers and the
woods beyond. They walked over to the bench and he motioned for her to sit down
on it while he kept standing. She looked at up him curiously, and he looked
around them nervously, not wanting an audience for this.
“What is it, Bertie?”
she asked him. “Just tell me.”
He reached into his
pocket again and pulled the ring out, not showing it to her yet. He might as
well get this over with before he exploded. He dropped down onto one knee and
Amanda looked stricken. Did she know what he was going to ask? Why didn’t she
look happy?
“Amanda,” he squeaked
and cleared his throat again.
“Yes?” she whispered.
He took one of her hands
in his and with the other he presented her with a silver-banded ring with a
square-shaped small diamond on the top. It was brand new; he’d ordered it at
the mercantile a month ago.
Amanda gasped.
“I know this is sudden,”
he said, licking his lips. “We’ve only known each other a short time, but I…I
love you and I want to spend the rest of my days with you. Would you…will you
marry me?”
She closed her eyes,
looking like she wanted to cry. Why was she sad? “Oh, Bertie. I would love to,
but…”
He felt like he’d been
slapped. “But what?” he whispered. “Is it too soon after…your ordeal?” He
cleared his throat again and spoke louder. “Because I’ll wait as long as you
want to. We can have a long engagement.”
She brushed tears back
with her free hand. “It’s not that, Bertie. I don’t…well, it is partly because
of that. I’m not good for you, Bertie. I’m not…pure.”
His jaw dropped
momentarily and then he recovered himself. “You think I don’t know that? I know
what procedure you had done and how you got that way. I’m not naïve.”
“I know you’re not, but
I’m just not good enough for you, Bertie. You deserve better.”
“Not good enough?
Amanda, how could you think that? You are a beautiful woman who cares about
other people. You have gone through many challenges in your short life and yet
you smile and wear a happy face. And you have made me happy in the short time I
have known you. You absolutely are good enough for me. You’re all I’ll ever
want.”
“You have made me happy,
too, Bertie, but I hide my feelings a lot. I…I have a lot of burdens in here,”
she said, putting her hand over her heart. “A lot of sadness.”
“I know, but I can
change all of that. Haven’t I made you happy at all in these past few months?
Don’t you care about me?”
She closed her eyes and
sniffed, opened them and said shyly, “Yes, I have come to love you dearly, and
yes, you have lightened my burdens a lot, but I still don’t feel that I deserve
you.”
“Amanda. No marriage is
perfect. Even my own parents had difficulties. My father took another wife when
my mother had lost her memory for a year and couldn’t be found. I’m not perfect
either and I’m not looking for perfection…just love. And I love you like no
other. Won’t you please be my wife? We’ll lighten each other’s loads and fill
our lives with love. I’d like no one but you to share my life with.”
She looked at him, then
at the ring, and then back at him. “Are you sure your family will approve?”
He could tell she still
felt down on herself for her past mistakes.
“They already like you,
and once they find out that I love you and want to marry you, they’re going to
love you, too. Belle already does.”
“What if I can’t have
any more children? You know what I did to Brewster’s baby.” She looked down
again and he saw tears in her eyes again, which she tried to hide.
“I don’t care. We don’t
have to have any children. It won’t change my love for you.”
She glanced up at him
under her long lashes, her green eyes making his insides melt.
“Please?” he whispered.
“Please say yes. I’ll treat you better than any man ever has before.”
She finally smiled.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“What’s that?” he asked,
grinning happily.
She smiled even more.
“Yes,” she said louder.
He pulled her into a
quick hug, released her quickly, and then stood up. “Thank God! My knee is
killing me, and I didn’t know how much longer I could stay on it like that.”
Amanda laughed, making
him so happy. He pulled her up against him. “Thank you,” he whispered. “I love
you.”
“I love you, too,
Bertie.”
He placed the ring on
her left third finger and then leaned down and kissed her sweet lips.
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