This is my a fanfic based of a growing relationship between Jemima and Mingo. Jemima is around twenty-four in the story. It is formatted in a semi-drabble style, around three or four hundred words per chapter. Please enjoy, and do leave a review if you can! I am going to be editing the story more once it is around for a bit.
Disclaimer: I do not own Daniel Boone, and I am not making any profit from this story.
Jemima Boone waited anxiously for her Pa and Mingo to return home from their trip. Mingo… What a strange, intelligent person. It put a knot in her stomach. Her hopes had been crushed long ago in hopes that the older man would accept her love. She was now going on twenty four years old, and the bachelors in the fort saw no worth in her anymore. They wanted their women young, to be able to produce as many children as they could. Perhaps she waited too long, frightened by what his answer may be.
As much as she wanted the Cherokee to return, she couldn't bear looking him in the eye. She remembered the moment very clearly, three years ago. Her brother, Israel, had asked the Indian when he was going to settle down, find a wife, have children. His reply was not what the eavesdropping adolescent wanted to hear. "I do not intend on settling down. My heart belongs to the countryside of Kentucky, Israel."
Jemima's love for the man hadn't faltered, though. It felt stronger, more of an incentive to change his mind. Words, whether or not directed towards you, can feel worse than a knife wound. She remembered the day it all started. Mingo had been brought home from hunting with Israel after his leg had been caught in a bear trap. His leg was indeed infected, and her Ma had her learn how to properly tend to a serious wound. He told her he was grateful for her care, and offered her a heart-melting smile.
Jemima was torn from her musings when her father snapped his fingers in front of her face.
"Mima, you home?" Her father laughed. Jemima jumped up, wrapping her arms around the older man.
"I missed you so much, Pa! How was the trip?" Jemima loved her Father's smile. He looked so happy and joyous. It wasn't something she always saw in her father, but it was radiant nevertheless.
"Mingo an' I managed ta' lay down some traps fer' the winter. I reckon we're gon' be ready, them deer are in full force." Daniel removed his cap and placed it on the porch overhang.
Jemima offered Mingo a smile, and pushed her hair back. "I'd almost forgot! Ma told me to go collect some berries. Pa, Mingo."