The Passionate Bond Between Two Hearts

Grace Anderson stepped onto the boardwalk and glanced up from her shopping list. She froze mid-step in front of the general store. Her jaw dropped and she inhaled a quick breath. Could it really be? No longer concerned if she'd ordered enough flour to last the summer, she stuffed the slip of paper into her reticule and darted to the window.
She tightened the drawstrings in order to close her purse, and left it to dangle from her elbow. Hands cupped on either side of her face, she pressed her nose against the windowpane. Her pulse raced with excitement. Bright yellow fabric blossoms adorning a large brimmed hat caught her attention. The bonnet stood out with its long white ribbon and trimmed edge. It was a lovely hat. She had to have it. Even girls like her, who worked and lived on a way station in the middle of nowhere, needed finery to call their own.

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