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Along the Oregon Trail
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It’s 1879, and the Oregon Trail
is still ferrying emigrants west to California, Oregon, and Washington.
Hundreds of covered wagon trains with thousands of people every year, all
searching for something better than they left behind.
Kate Benton has run just about as
far as she can. After escaping the sordid life of a saloon prostitute the year
before, she hid out in a wagon belonging to the younger brother of the Lame
Johnny stagecoach robbing gang. All she wants is a fresh start.
Tom McBride, said younger
brother, is running from his past, too. Forced to work for Lame Johnny to save
his brother’s life, he’s on the run from the gang, the law – and God.
In the first book, Kate, their tale of adventure and love
is filled with secrets, threats, and narrow escapes as they head for Oregon
City.
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Oregon City, Oregon 1870s
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Now, Kate and Tom have safely put
their past behind them. Or have they? Kate realizes her dream of working for
the Pinkerton Detective Agency, and her first assignment is to find a local
missing woman. When she begins investigating, however, she is threatened and
their house is set ablaze. But that won’t stop her.
Until her son is kidnapped.
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Old revolver like the type Kate might have carried
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Tom and Kate must work together
to solve this case and find their child. In the process, they discover a God
who loves them even more than they love each other and their little family.
The idea for this book came from
a book I read about Kate Warne, the first Pink Lady detective. As a young widow in the 1850s, Kate marched
into the Pinkterton office and said she wanted a job. Alan Pinkerton thought
she meant a clerical job, but no. Kate wanted to be a detective. And she turned
out to be one of his best “men”, paving the way for many more female detectives
in the coming years.
Kate Warne was a feisty woman
with definite ideas of how she wanted her life to go, and so is Kate. While
Kate Warne never remarried, I wanted my Kate to balance family and a
professional career, a relatively new concept in the 1870s.
Watch for more books featuring
Kate and Tom in the future, but for now, check out A Pink Lady Thanksgiving and my other books at https://www.amazon.com/s?k=donna+schlachter&ref=nb_sb_noss
Excerpt:
Sitting on the front porch of her rented
house, Kate McBride propped aching feet on the footstool her darling husband
crafted especially for her. At almost seven months into her pregnancy, she
tired quickly, finding she needed to stop and rest more often throughout the
day.
She sighed and rubbed at the small of
her back. Her first baby. An exciting time, to be sure. But also one with its
challenges. Thankfully, living in town meant she needn’t spend as much time
tending a garden, pumping water, and hauling firewood compared to residing on a
farm or ranch outside town.
Not that Tom would let her do those
chores anyway.
No, siree. He hovered more than a mother
hen over her chicks.
To watch him, a body would think she was
the first woman in history to have a baby.
A
baby.
She leaned her head back and closed her
eyes, rocking in the chair he’d also made. She had no right to complain. He was
the perfect husband. Loving, caring, tender, patient. Taught her everything she
knew about cooking. Which wasn’t much. A year into married life, she managed
not to burn their food more than once a week. A marked improvement over her
days on the trail.
She smiled and opened her eyes. Their
old wagon rested in front of their house on a side street in Oregon City,
Oregon. Across the way, one of the Daley children chased down a chicken, almost
catching it before the old biddy escaped by fluttering over the fence.
She rubbed her swollen belly, massaging
a tiny heel or fist until the baby eased back into a more comfortable
position—at least for her. Their son or daughter was an active one, kicking and
jumping now for months. She sang to him. She hoped it was a boy for Tom’s sake
although he said he had no intention of stopping with one so its gender
mattered little to him. Her mama would be tickled pink to welcome this little
one.
As usual, when thinking of the woman,
her eyes watered. Mama would love to see this little one. Maybe a girl they
could name Elsie Something—what was Tom’s mother’s name? She’d have to ask him.
Her feet and back weren’t ready to get
back to laundry—maybe she should reconsider Tom’s offer of taking the dirty
clothes to the Chinese laundry down on the main street. She’d choose to indulge
them for a few more minutes. She picked up the copy of The Saturday Evening Post and skimmed through the pages.
Near the back, her eyes roved the small
typeset. Personal ads, missing persons. . . wait, what was that? A
correspondence course. Become a private
detective. Set your own hours. Be your own boss. Hmm. Interesting
concept.
Her mind cast back to the year before
when she’d teasingly—but perhaps more in seriousness than she first
thought—told Tom of her idea of becoming a Pink Lady. Pinkerton’s Detective
Agency, renowned for hiring women agents, needed her nose for solving mysteries
and averting crime.
She read through to the end of the advertisement.
Two dollars for the correspondence course. She could manage that from her pin
money, saved from selling eggs and frugal spending habits. Work at her own
speed. She could complete it before the baby’s birth. Then, once back on her
feet, Pinkerton’s would be sure to hire her immediately.
She tore out the notice and entered the
house for a pen, envelope, and the money. As she completed the information
required, her stomach fluttered at the thought of learning something new. Of
taking a role in improving their situation. Of solving mysteries. Averting
crime.
Yes, indeed. She’d be the Kate Warne of
the West.
Wouldn’t Tom be surprised when she told
him?
About Donna:
Donna lives in Denver with
husband Patrick. As a hybrid author, she writes historical suspense under her
own name, and contemporary suspense under her alter ego of Leeann Betts, and they
have been published more than 30 times in novellas, full-length novels,
devotional books, and books on the writing craft. She is a member of American
Christian Fiction Writers, Writers on the Rock, Sisters In Crime, Pikes Peak
Writers, and Christian Authors Network; facilitates a critique group; and
teaches writing classes online and in person. Donna also ghostwrites, edits,
and judges in writing contests. She loves history and research, and travels
extensively for both. Donna
is represented by Terrie Wolf of AKA Literary Management.
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