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Emmett Cullen looked over at his cousin. "Jasper please watch the store I have to go and get the mail from the stage coach." Jasper looked up from the chess game he was playing and nodded. Emmett walked out. Seeing the cloud of dust coming up the road he knew the stage coach would actually be time for once. It stopped in front of him and he watched as Eric Yorkie got down.

"Emmett." He nodded pulling a bag down from the top of the coach. "Here you go." He passed him the bag.

"Thanks Eric." Emmett nodded turning back towards the store and then going behind the counter he dumped the bag out and took the letters and packages sorting them into piles depending who they belonged to. He put the packages for the store in one pile and continued sorting until he came to one slim letter with his name penciled on it. He stared down it so lost in thought when he was startled by a throat clearing in front of him. His head snapped up. "OH Miss. Brandon how can I help you?" Emmett asked the town's seamstress.

"I'm looking for some new material Miss Rosalie asked me to fix her up some new dresses. Miss Brandon giggled and Emmett smirked.

"So something flashy" then Emmett said thinking of the dance hall girl.

"Yeah maybe red." Alice Brandon tapped her finger on the counter.

Hmm I just got a new shipment in last week lets see what we can find." Emmett turned and looked at the bolts of cloth behind him. Not seeing what he needed he turned back to Alice. "I'm going to go look in the back room I'll be back in a moment. Alice nodded and turned to Jasper who was still bent over his chess game.

"Are you winning Mr. Whitlock?

"Huh what?" Jasper looked up after being so absorbed into his game. "Oh Miss. Brandon. What did you say?"

"I asked if you were winning." She giggled.

"Oh well you know it's kind of hard not to win when you're playing against your self." He winked.

She just smiled and turned back to the counter. Her eyes landing on the envelope that Emmett had left behind. Her hand went out to move it closer to herself but just then Emmett came out of the store room carrying three bolts of cloth.

"Here we are." He placed the cloth down on the counter "What do you think?"

"Hmm." Alice moved the bolts to the side and looked at them all closely. "I like this one and I think Rose will too." She pointed to a lush red fabric with little gold flowers scattered over it. Emmett nodded and took the fabric cutting off what he knew Alice would need. He passed the fabric over to her.

"Is that it?"

"Yes thank you just add it to my bill I'll be in at the end of the month to pay."

"Of course." Emmett said pulling his sales book in front of him and jotting a figure down. "One second I believe I have some mail for you." He looked through the piles until he found what he need. "Here you are."

He handed her a Godey' s ladies book."

"Oh thank you I've been waiting for this." Alice clutched the book to herself as she picked up the fabric and sent a wave to the two men."

Emmett shook his head it seemed the female population was infatuated with that book. The store was empty and Jasper was once again absorbed in his chess game Emmett looked at the post mark. Boston. He knew what this had to be but he wasn't sure if he was ready to read it. He slit the top with his pocket knife and took out the paper. It looked crumbled and the writing was faint but legible.

Dear Mr. Cullen

My name is Isabella Swan I'm seventeen years old and I'm from Boston. I'm an orphan my mother died just last month and my father was killed in the war. I've never worked in a general store but I know how to keep house and I'm willing to learn the working of the store. I'm hoping you and your town will be a good fit for me.

Sincerely Miss Isabella Swan.

Emmett cringed a little at the age difference but knew in reality they could make it work if they really tried. Emmett's heart sank a little hearing she was an orphan and he felt for her when she said she'd lost her father in the war. He knew how that was. Oh he didn't loss his father but he had lost his uncle Aro Jasper's father and his cousin Peter Jasper's younger brother. It had almost torn their family apart and his younger Brother Edward had lost a leg in the war. The war had touched everyone. She was from the North which was fine. That was the side mostly everyone in this tiny town had fought in oh there had been a few confederates but most had left after the war. A southern bride wouldn't have been looked upon to favorably. He knew it would be easy enough to teach her to work in the store. And it sounded like she really needed an out. The letter was dated and let him know that it had been a week since Isabella Swan had written.

He finished out the day and went and bought her a couch ticket. He also pulled some money from his savings and then he sat down and wrote her a letter.

Miss. Swan.

I hope that a marriage between us will be favorable. I am sending you a stage ticket and if you decide to use it please us some of the money I've enclosed to send me a telegram with you intended arrival.

Sincerely Emmett Cullen

He slipped the letter into an envelope and then slipped the money and ticket in also. He sealed it and then went to bed realizing that with those few words his life could very well be drastically changed in less than a month. The next morning he sent it out and wondered what would happen. Would she except would he have a bride by the end of the month?

A/N thanks to everyone that reviewed and please review. Also this was meant in no offense to the south. After looking it up it said that Colorado. was only slightly to the side of the union but as this town is small and I don't want to deal with any hatred of Bella for being a northerner I'm making the fictional town basically all pro union. Yes I know that's ironic considering Jasper fought for the confederate but we'll just pretend he wore blue and not grey for this story.