Bridget of Cat’s Head Point, Sixth in the series of Great Lakes Romances® (Set in Traverse City and the Leelanau Peninsula of Michigan, 1899-1900.) When Bridget Richards leaves South Manitou Island to take up residence on Michigan’s mainland, she suffers no lack of ardent suitors. Nat Trevelyn wants desperately to make her his bride and the mother of his two-year-old son. Attorney Kenton McCune showers her with gifts and rapt attention. And Erik Olson shows her the incomparable beauty and romance of a Leelanau summer. Who will finally win her heart?
ISBN 0-923048-82-0 Trade Paperback; 241 pages; $12.
Great Lakes Romances
Great Lakes Romances
Bridget of Cat's Head Point
“Bridget, do come in. I’d like you to meet my cousin, Erik Olson. Erik, Miss Bridget Richards.”…
He bowed and kissed her hand, holding it a moment longer than propriety allowed. The warmth of his touch penetrating her cotton mesh glove coupled with his attractive smile made her melt a little inside. She hadn’t expected this much charm from the cousin Anna had described when insisting Bridget come to her party.
“The pleasure is mine, Miss Richards.” The moment Erik saw Bridget, he knew Anna had not exaggerated. Bridget’s pretty blond hair…the bright look of her blue eyes, and the blush on her round cheeks held immediate appeal… “Anna says you live at the light station year ’round. It must be quiet on an island like this, except for the summer people.”
“It’s different from the mainland, if that’s what you mean… To tell you the truth, I think my time has come to leave this island. I’d like a position as a nanny on the mainland. I’ve written a letter of application, but it’s too soon to expect a reply.” The moment she said it, she wondered what it was about Erik that had put her so at ease, she’d confided her most deeply-held secret in him. Until now, only God, to whom she’d prayed for guidance, and the Ferrises in Traverse City with whom she was seeking employment, knew of her plans to move.
Erik’s brows raised. “You’re looking for work on the mainland? … My parents own a resort at Omena… They’re still looking for nice young ladies like you for a few positions—a scullery maid, laundress, and a chambermaid who likes young children and can help with entertainment for them, if need be. … I’m going there tomorrow… You’re welcome to come with me. The job is yours, if you want it.”
“Oh, yes, Mr. Olson! I want the job!” …
A harsh male voice intruded from the doorway. “Bridget!”
Nat Trevelyn’s biting tone would have been enough to startle her, but his mere presence on the island when he had planned to be away… flustered her …