If Wishes Were Horses...

If Wishes Were Horses...
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The cry for help came at night, during final roundup. But nothing could prevent Conner Calhoun from rescuing his brother' s widow and her two children. From the moment he' d laid eyes on Abigail, he' d wanted her, but she wasn' t his to have. And now he' d moved his forbidden love onto his ranch, where the secret between them had nowhere to hide….Every time he tousled Cody' s hair, every time he cuddled little Miss Sarah, he was reminded of impossible wishes… and a gift given out of love. But honor demanded he not claim for his own what was never meant to be– unless, of course, Abby wanted the same thing… .

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Judith Duncan. If Wishes Were Horses...

Heartache? He could write volumes on it

If Wishes Were Horses… Judith Duncan

JUDITH DUNCAN

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Epilogue

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Conner crossed to the highboy, his gaze snagging on a grouping of three framed photographs. He picked up one, his chest tightening as he studied the picture. It was a snapshot of Abby, one he had taken years ago. She was laughing at him, the wind molding the soft folds of her dress against her protruding belly. When that photograph had been taken, she was pregnant with Cody, and everything that Abby was, was captured in that picture.

Yeah, he could write a book on heartache, all right. And secrets? He had ’em by the truckload. Most of them were stored up in a whole lot of pain. But there was one that gave him comfort. And it was a secret he would take to his grave without ever giving it up.

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“Just a minute. I hafta close the door.”

There was the sound of a door closing, then a rattle as the boy picked up the receiver. “I’m in the kitchen and I don’t want Mom to hear,” he whispered into the phone.

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