Homespun Bride

Thad offered the young woman in thesleigh his hand, but she didn’t seem tosee him. She’s blind, he realized.He lifted her down from the sleigh—delicate,she hardly weighed anything—and set her on herfeet in the snow with care. “You’re safe now.”“I know.”There was something about that voice.… Hecould see only her eyes between her snowcoveredscarf and hood, but those eyes were aflawless emerald green.He’d seen that perfect shade of green before—and pain speared through him at the memory.Was it Noelle? Could it be?But he already knew it was true. This was thewoman who had been his first love. This was thewoman he’d spent years and thousands of milestrying to forget. And yet it was hard to believethis was his Noelle.No, he reminded himself. Not your Noelleanymore…