Love Comes Softly Page #3

find space for 'em in the cabin.

I'm not sure what you're

expecting from me.

Come with me.

Missie's nine years old.

She works almost as hard as I do,

sunup to sundown.

Has been for the last

couple of years.

She never complains...

but the work is stealing

her childhood.

She doesn't know

what she's missin'...

but I do.

Maybe if somebody's there

to share the chores...

she'd have time to learn...

some of the things

I think you could teach her.

Things she'd learn

from her mother.

And when I go home

in the spring?

I figure I'll cross that bridge

when I come to it.

The books.

How did you know they were mine and...

and not Aaron's?

Oh, well, a man would have

thrown them offthe wagon at the first big hill...

unless he was tying to please

a stubborn woman.

[Chickens Clucking]

Why areyou here?

[Sighs]

I thought you could use

some help.

What would you

like me to do?

You may need a place to stay, but I don't need

a mother. Pa and me been doin' fine.

I'm a little unsure

about what to do.

Why don't you show me how to

get those eggs out from underneath their...

you know.

Their rears?

[Sighs]

[Marty]

Spell "cow. '"

K-A...

Close. It's C-O-W.

Gertie don't care

if I know how to spell "cow" or not.

Gertie doesn't care...

but I do

and so does your pa.

So let's try another one.

Spell "fun."

F...

[Moos]

- How do you spell "warm"?

- Warm? W-A-R-M.

I think you better

W-A-R-M your hands.

- What?

- Well, how do you expect Gertie

to give you good milk...

when you're freezing her

like that?

Probably spell "milking. '"

[Whispers]

Sure can't do it.

[Groans]

How'd you get to be so old

without not knowin' how to do nothin'?

[Squeaking]

[Marty Panting]

- [Marty Grunts]

- [WaterSloshing]

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

Oops. I really didn't mean to.

I know exactly what you're meaning to do,

Missie. Now you listen to me.

You're not my mother,

and I don't have to listen toyou.

- As long as I am here...

- I don't want you here.

I've got news for you!

I don't want to be here either...

but the fact of the matter is

I made a bargain with your father...

and I intend to keep

my end of that bargain...

even if you do everything

short of trying to kill me in the process.

So the way I see it...

if I can survive traveling for months

in a covered wagon...

losing my husband,

marrying a complete stranger...

I can survive you.

[Exhales]

So how was your day?

- Fine.

- Yeah, fine.

[Clears Throat]

I ran into Ben and Sarah Graham in town today,

and they were asking after you.

That was kind of them.

Actually, they invited us all

to their annual get-together.

- Is it already time?

- It is.

You see, the Grahams have a party,

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