Preview of Dealer's Choice, Chpt 1, entry #4

She swallowed the sudden pool beneath her tongue. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d eaten her fill—which reminded her . . . She’d have to find something to fix for the midday meal before her brother finally put in his appearance, surly with hunger.

Before she could head for the stairs, a movement out the window caught her eye, and she cleared the glass again to see a rented hack come bouncing down the overgrown drive. It halted next to the veranda steps below.

Dark, straight brows snapped into a V over the bridge of her nose as one of her brother’s favorite oaths hissed past her lips. Another creditor!