Victoria Bylin – The Outlaw's Return (страница 1)
“What brings you to Denver?”
“It’s not important.”
She didn’t believe him. Whatever his reason for being at Brick’s, he’d made an effort to find her. She felt cheated by the lie, just as she’d felt cheated in Abilene. “If it wasn’t important, you’d answer the question.”
“I know what I’m doing.”
When he smirked, she saw the man who’d left her pregnant, alone and ruined. “You haven’t changed a bit, have you, J.T.?”
His eyes were even bluer than she recalled, and his cheekbones more chiseled. The sun, high and bright, lit up his unshaven jaw and turned his whiskers into gold spikes. The man was untouchable, unreachable.
“That’s right,” he finally said. “I haven’t changed a bit.”
“I have,” she said quietly. “What happened in Abilene is in the past. I’d appreciate it if you’d respect my privacy.”
His eyes clouded with something akin to regret. “I understand,” he said quietly. “You won’t see me again.”
His surrender shocked her to the core.
VICTORIA BYLIN
fell in love with God and her husband at the same time. It started with a ride on a big red motorcycle and a date to see a Star Trek movie. A recent graduate of UC Berkeley, Victoria had been seeking that elusive “something more” when Michael rode into her life. Neither knew it, but they were both reading the Bible.
Five months later they got married and the blessings began. They have two sons and have lived in California and Virginia. Michael’s career allowed Victoria to be both a stay-at-home mom and a writer. She’s living a dream that started when she read her first book and thought, “I want to tell stories.” For that gift, she will be forever grateful.
Feel free to drop Victoria an email at VictoriaBylin@aol.com or visit her website at www.victoriabylin.com.
Victoria Bylin
The Outlaw’s Return
The cowering prisoners will soon be set free;
they will not die in their dungeon,
nor will they lack bread.
For I am the Lord your God,
who churns up the sea so that its waves roar—
the Lord Almighty is his name.
—Isaiah 51: 14, 15
This book was the most challenging writing experience I’ve ever had. For that reason, it requires three dedications.
The first is to my editor, Emily Rodmell.
I’m beyond grateful for her insights into this story.
The second is to Sara Mitchell.
She’s my dearest friend and a gifted writer.
I owe her more than I can say.
The third is to the people of CenterPointe Christian Church in Lexington, Kentucky.
From the day Mike and I first stepped through the doors, you made us feel welcome.
A special shout-out goes to the ladies of the Flippin’ Pages Book Club.
Let’s hear it for Christian fiction!
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Epilogue
Letter to Reader
Questions for Discussion
Chapter One
Denver, Colorado
July 1876
When J. T. Quinn vowed to find Mary Larue, he never once imagined they’d meet on a perfect Sunday morning in Denver. On those long nights when he’d lain alone in his bedroll, he’d imagined seeing her on a stage in some high-class opera house. He’d pictured himself in a black suit and a white shirt leaning against the back wall with his arms crossed as he listened to her hit the high note only she could hit. Their eyes would meet and she’d recognize him. She’d miss a beat, but she’d pick up the song with even more power than before and he’d know…she still loved him.