Larkspur
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LARKSPUR. Copyright © 1997 by Dorothy Garlock. All rights reserved.
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A mass market edition of this book was published in 1997 by Warner Books.
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ISBN: 978-0-7595-2247-3
First eBook Edition: April 2001
Contents
“Finished LARKSPUR and loved it. I love
western historicals and I love Montana.
When you add the fact that I have always
been a Dorothy Garlock fan, it gives
LARKSPUR a winning combination.”
—Janet Dailey
“Please, Kristin. Please stay here at Larkspur with me.”
His words echoed to the core of her being.
What did he mean?
She summoned all her determination to ask. Her voice came out thin and weak. “As housekeeper?”
Without conscious effort he was drawing her closer to him. Finally his hands slid behind her back and she was leaning against him, her head pressed against his shoulder. Buck turned his face into her hair.
Lord help him say the right words. Happiness such as he never dreamed of having was right here in this sweet woman. Somehow he had to make her see him as a man who needed love and who had love to give . . .
“HER BOOKS ARE PRECIOUS KEEPSAKES.”
—R
omantic
T
imes
“For those who like their romance dark,
emotionally complex, and brimful of grit,
Garlock holds the reins masterfully.”
—P
ublishers
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eekly
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Published by
WARNER BOOKS
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his book is dedicated to
MARCIA VOLK
a friend for all seasons
LARKSPUR
L
arkspur, larkspur, growing free
P
urple, pink or pearly white,
W
hat will your petals bring to me
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s
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contemplate the empty night
?
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s that poison in your bloom
M
ore deadly than the life
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lead
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n my brother’s house
:
my lonely room,