Josey Anderson will be the perfect wife. She and Chase did have the perfect wedding—if you don't count the matron of honor going into labor. Now all she has to do is find a cute Cape-style house, report for the Gull Lake, Minnesota, paper, bake cookies and learn to sew—is that so difficult? But when Chase lands a new job—in Moscow—Josey's dreams disintegrate. After all, she's been there, done that as a missionary, and a city without year-round hot water, decent takeout or…maternity clothes—that's not perfection! But what's the perfect wife to do?

How do you get cozy when your new "home" is a frozen tundra? Josey's dreams of small-town Minnesota bliss melt away when her hubby's relocated to a Siberian village. No indoor plumbing…or junk food! But this feisty former missionary knows how to multitask: juggling toddler twins, empowering local housewives, spreading God's word—no worries, Josey. It's finding time alone with the man of her dreams that will take some real work!

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THE PERFECT MAN WAS RIGHT UNDER HER NOSE! The sexy and sprightly Josey St. John had always preferred innocent dating to “I do.” But after a sudden change of heart, she realized that all she wanted was to be a mother and wife. Who better to help her than her handsome best friend and downstairs neighbor, Nate Bennington? Nate had been ready to turn down Josey’s proposition when he realized all she was asking for was his help in finding Mr. Right. So why was he so hot and bothered about her search for the perfect man? After all, because of his dark past, Nate had long ago decided he wasn’t father material, so he could never be the man she was looking for. Or could he?

CHAPTER TWO 9:05 P.M. Josey lifted her blue eyes from the stopwatch she held.Looking toward her best friend Dean ,who was sitting in the driver's seat,she gave him a smile and a nod."Are you ready?" A mischievous grin spread across his face.He turned to stare down the road,hands rubbing the steering wheel restlessly.The car trembled underneath and all around them.He revved the engine with a tap to the gas pedal."Ready." Her gaze refocused on the road and her thumb clicked the switch."Go!" Dean jammed the gear into drive and slammed his foot on the gas pedal.Both of them were lurched back against their seats the same time the car leaped onto the road.Dirt and pebbles flew over the windshield.The tires marked the pavement in solid black trails,squealing as the car turned sharply out of the driveway. Josey gripped the safety handle on her door,fully aware her seatbelt wouldn't be able to control the wild jostles of the ride.She glanced briefly at the stopwatch and then returned her gaze to the windshield. Dean steered the black camaro onto the public road.Dirt flew from the tires when it skidded onto the fresh pavement.The city wasn't much farther now,and then the real fun would begin. "Two minutes,fifty seconds," Josey announced over the roar of the engine. "Let's see if we can make it across the tracks in ten." He grinned at her."Ready for that?" She gave him a stare."Are you?" Buildings rose up on either side of them.Lights danced crazily from the various offices and cars.The engine rumbled louder when Dean sped up ,weaving in and out of the traffic. He let out a holler of thrill and darted around a halting sedan.It beeped angrily behind them.Josey turned around in her seat,looking out the rear window in time to see the driver raise his hand in an angry gesture. "Whoa." She blinked at Dean."You're really ticking off the other drivers." "Don't pester me while I'm driving." His eyes were glued to the road.A light ahead turned red.He jumped into the right lane and turned the same time the other cars passed.A large semi carrying liquid nitrogen was honking at them from behind.It was starting to pull alongside,its right blinker going off. Josey winced when Dean slammed the brakes to avoid the truck as it slid in front of them.The sharp steel rippled their reflections back to them like a woman's vanity mirror. Dean let his foot off the gas for a second,turning the wheel so they got onto the freeway.Other cars were doing 50-60 mph.Dean was cranking his up to 100,laughing at the honks and beep-beeps of the angry drivers left behind. Sirens shrieked behind them.Josey looked over at her mirror.Her heart suddenly sank."Um,Dean...we have a problem." But he didn't have to ask what she meant.Red and blue lights bounced off of his sideview mirrors,and the shrill sound of the sirens was getting closer.He lowered his eyes,mouth turning somber."I see him." "Well,pull over.We can re-time this thing later." He gave her a look of confoundment,his eyes slanted as if to say,"Are you kidding me?" Josey ran a hand over her face and let out a moan."Oh,brother." Dean pushed harder on the gas pedal and the camaro sped faster along the freeway.One look at the speedometer told him it was handling beautifully.The engine spoke volumes underneath the hood,purring like a wildcat down the pavement. The cop car behind was struggling to keep up,dodging cars back and forth in attempt to keep them within sight."Pull over immediately," came a grouchy voice on the bullhorn."Do not make us resort to the full measure of the law." Dean laughed at Josey."Full measures,huh?" He turned over to the far right lane,keeping a watchful eye on the exit signs overhead. Josey glanced at the stopwatch."Five minutes forty-five seconds." She looked back up as he steered onto the exit ramp."Adjust the speed,Dean.We don't want to go barreling off this thing." He shifted in his seat and slowed down.One look in his sideview mirror let him k

[The vengeance trail of Josey Wales]. Sequel to Gone to Texas.

Includes, beginning Sept. 15, 1954 (and on the 15th of each month, Sept.-May) a special section: School library journal, ISSN 0000-0035, (called Junior libraries, 1954-May 1961). Also issued separately.