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“One of the Landrys would make a good husband,” James commented, leaning close. Obviously, he didn’t know the truth about Bridgewater, where two men married one woman. “But you’ve got your Aaron.”
My stomach dropped. “Yes,” I replied. If I hadn’t made up a silly beau, I could tell James of my interest in both Landrys, for they would marry a woman together. Since he’d known them for years and they were friends, I had to assume he’d approve of them as suitors. As… more. “Still, you are quite the matchmaker,” I added, when he looked concerned. Clearly, he’d heard the dejected tone when I mentioned Aaron.
“I want to see you happy, and that means married.”
There wasn’t much else for a woman to do in these parts of the Montana Territory besides marry. Have children. And he was pro
