Tuesday 15 December 2020

Gift of Restitution

 



My name is Robyn Echols. Zina Abbott is the pen name I use for my American historical romance novels. I’m a member of Women Writing the West and Western Writers of America, and American Night Writers Association. I currently live with my husband in California’s central valley near the “Gateway to Yosemite.”
I love to read, quilt, work with digital images on my photo editing program, and work on my own family history.
I am a blogger. In addition to my own blog, I blog for several group blogs including the Sweet Americana Sweethearts blog, which I started and administer.


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The gift of peace of spirit that comes from restitution.

A year after Luke McDaniels broke away from the control of two eastern Sierra Nevada Mountain outlaws and freed Ling Loi from the Chinese brothel in Lundy, one aspect of their escape still plagues his conscience. Even though he made a point to take only what was owed him, and he left sufficient funds to cover the cost of anything he took from others without the owners’ knowledge or consent, there had been one exception. The second horse he planned to “buy” to assure a successful early winter journey was snatched away before his gaze. Another was left in its place. The ten gold half-eagles he allowed was less than the value of the one available to him. He hated short-changing the owner, but Loi, who took on the name of Joy when they married, had been his first priority.
     
Joy, grateful she has been restored to the way of decency, senses that Luke needs his own restoration. Can she convince him to do what he must to enjoy peace at Christmas? 

  
  


Snippet:

Joy nodded. “Hai. Yes. English Christian missionary, Miss Johnson, give me name Joy. She say, night Jesus born, angels come, sing joy.”

Luke’s mother, still ambivalent about her Christian faith, responded with a wry smile. “You have your Chinese name and an English name given to you by a missionary. Now you have an Ojibwa name. If you ever decide to be adopted into the band, it is a good name.”

Joy bowed to Odette. “I am honored.” After Odette stepped out of the wickiup, she turned to Luke. “What means Waabigwan?”

“Flower. I think Mother is very impressed with the flowers you embroider on your smocks. You also use the same design to decorate the purses and belts we sell to the traders in Duluth.”

Joy responded by lifting the black border of her otherwise pink smock where, while still in Lundy, California, she embroidered flowers. “Waabigwan is good name, but like Joy better. Joy means much happiness. I much pleased honored mother-in-law asks me to join your people. Someday, maybe I choose Ojibwa. Now, I stay Chinese.” 


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