hing out, he brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. It was so soft. Micah wanted

trip. And yet, Micah couldn't stay in the cabin with this girl. He grinned, no, he couldn't stay with her. No matter how much he wanted to. There had to be another way. Micah frowned in thought as he studied the girl and her delicate features. It seemed rather ironic in a way. The girl he's admired from afar, the girl that occupied most of his idle thoughts was using his abandoned cabin as her home. Micah stood and glanced around the cabin again. It was difficult to see in the sparse light, but Micah could see enough to know that no woman should be living in condit

rly glowed with the delight of a good plan. Yes, a solution had been found and nobody had to know about the problem except him. Kneeling

se and sat for several seconds just observing the buildings on his land. How was he going to put his plan into action now. He needed a place to stay, and he didn't want Lily to know he was staying so close to her. "I know." He said, his smile returning to his face. "I'll stay in Jake's cabin until my barn in repaired." With his goal firmly fixed in his mind and heart, Micah turned his horse and t

he one corner of the house. "Well, you can either have your back half dry or your front half. " He said to his horse. "Which is it going to be?" The horse made no reply. Micah settled himself on the floor and leaned his head against the cook stove. His eyes slid shut and visions of his sweet Lily danced before his eyes. His lips tipped upward as he watched her, her long hair blowing freely as she skipped down to the river. Pausi

hort distance to his cabin. He wasn't sure if Lily had gone to town yet, so he went to the window and spied on the inside of his cabin. Where the blankets had covered a sleeping girl last night, now a c

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the door. Cautiously she entered the cabin. It looked similar to when she had left. Her blanket lay untouched on the table. The fire place had chopped wood waiting to be lit. The was solid, Lily looked up and smiled at the repaired roof. Hurrying to the wall, Lily gasped when she found that it had been freshly chinked. Turning, Lily walked back to the porch and and struggled to examine the outer wall in the dimming light. Reaching out a slim white hand, she felt the the outer wall. Bothe sides had been chinked in preparation for winter. Other than the repairs made, the cabin seemed the same. No personal objects lay anywhere save her quilt on the table. The cabin could't have rep

's face once again came to mind. She smiled at the memory of his smile and his laughter. He was such a kind and gentl

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