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***CARPE DIEM***
-Nat-
Gabriel walked down the stairs into the barely lit living room and took a seat in the rocking chair, placing his elbows on his knees and rubbing his face stressfully. Soon enough Ben walked down the stairs, he saw Gabriel looking down at the ground then moved towards the window behind him.
"How's your hand?" Ben asked in a low yet dull tone.
"It still hurts but better than before." Gabriel answered.
"Good. Thank you for firing your pistol and getting me out of that jam."
Ben replied staring out the window. Gabriel looked up.
"You knew that was me?" Gabriel asked grinning.
Ben grinned as well and shook his head yes.
"You're the only one that was in that building till Tavington stormed in there." Ben answered.
Gabriel's smile faded and he looked down.
"Um, actually, after I fired, someone grabbed me from behind. The man I know was strong, because I could not break through his grip and he knew my name. But I could not recognize the voice." Gabriel answered.
Ben looked at him, alerted.
"Um, there must be spies in there if they knew you're name and were fighting against you. Be careful Gabriel, don't tell anything big to anybody, anyone can be a spy." Ben advised.
Gabriel shook his head yes and shook his head in confusion. Ben also gave a sigh of exhaustion as he sat in a chair across from Gabriel.
"How did they take it? Obviously bad, but was it hard?" Gabriel asked looking at him.
Ben, who was looking at the floor, stood his head up and made eye contact with his son.
"Yes, it was very hard. I couldn't bare to look at them, their eyes filled with fear especially Margaret. But I knew I had to tell them, because they had to know. Thomas's eyes were filled with not fear but excitement, I could see that." Ben explained.
"Yes I talked to my sisters after you were done, they were scared, afraid to be taken from us. Father. answer me this. When South Carolina joins in this war. how bad is it going to be do you think?" Gabriel asked a little softer.
Ben thought for a little while then stood up.
"Bad." He answered.
Gabriel looked down at the floorboards.
"We are going to go up against the strongest country with the strongest army in this world, it's going to be bad Gabriel." Ben answered.
Suddenly a knock came at their door. Ben looked at Gabriel and walked up toward the door, grabbing a musket on his way. Gabriel watched his father open it and saw a figure standing there in the doorway. "Benjamin." A voice said breathlessly. Ben noticed who it was a helped him inside. "Mr. Burwell!" Gabriel said shocked rushing to help him.
Abigail rushed around the kitchen making some tea for Harry, while Ben sat across from his son and good friend who was dirty, sweaty and frightened.
"I apologize for running off once the British came and seized that town, I ran like a coward. But you must understand if they would have found me there, my life would be over and I couldn't let that happen." Harry started off.
"It is ok Harry, you need not to explain that situation." Ben assured him.
"And it was hell trying to loose those soldiers that were chasing me, I was chased clear to the outskirts of Charlestown, until they finally gave up. I heard what happened to you son." Harry replied looking at Gabriel and his hand.
Ben shook his head yes.
"Benjamin, now do you see what destruction the redcoats bring. They will hurt you and your children if you do not help us fight them off. Ben, of all the years I known you, I ask you to please trust me and please, fight for this cause. Or your children will be at risk of suffering." Harry pleaded to him.
Ben sighed and looked at Gabriel who shook his head yes. He then looked at Harry who was waiting for an answer.
Gabriel walked down the stairs into the barely lit living room and took a seat in the rocking chair, placing his elbows on his knees and rubbing his face stressfully. Soon enough Ben walked down the stairs, he saw Gabriel looking down at the ground then moved towards the window behind him.
"How's your hand?" Ben asked in a low yet dull tone.
"It still hurts but better than before." Gabriel answered.
"Good. Thank you for firing your pistol and getting me out of that jam."
Ben replied staring out the window. Gabriel looked up.
"You knew that was me?" Gabriel asked grinning.
Ben grinned as well and shook his head yes.
"You're the only one that was in that building till Tavington stormed in there." Ben answered.
Gabriel's smile faded and he looked down.
"Um, actually, after I fired, someone grabbed me from behind. The man I know was strong, because I could not break through his grip and he knew my name. But I could not recognize the voice." Gabriel answered.
Ben looked at him, alerted.
"Um, there must be spies in there if they knew you're name and were fighting against you. Be careful Gabriel, don't tell anything big to anybody, anyone can be a spy." Ben advised.
Gabriel shook his head yes and shook his head in confusion. Ben also gave a sigh of exhaustion as he sat in a chair across from Gabriel.
"How did they take it? Obviously bad, but was it hard?" Gabriel asked looking at him.
Ben, who was looking at the floor, stood his head up and made eye contact with his son.
"Yes, it was very hard. I couldn't bare to look at them, their eyes filled with fear especially Margaret. But I knew I had to tell them, because they had to know. Thomas's eyes were filled with not fear but excitement, I could see that." Ben explained.
"Yes I talked to my sisters after you were done, they were scared, afraid to be taken from us. Father. answer me this. When South Carolina joins in this war. how bad is it going to be do you think?" Gabriel asked a little softer.
Ben thought for a little while then stood up.
"Bad." He answered.
Gabriel looked down at the floorboards.
"We are going to go up against the strongest country with the strongest army in this world, it's going to be bad Gabriel." Ben answered.
Suddenly a knock came at their door. Ben looked at Gabriel and walked up toward the door, grabbing a musket on his way. Gabriel watched his father open it and saw a figure standing there in the doorway. "Benjamin." A voice said breathlessly. Ben noticed who it was a helped him inside. "Mr. Burwell!" Gabriel said shocked rushing to help him.
Abigail rushed around the kitchen making some tea for Harry, while Ben sat across from his son and good friend who was dirty, sweaty and frightened.
"I apologize for running off once the British came and seized that town, I ran like a coward. But you must understand if they would have found me there, my life would be over and I couldn't let that happen." Harry started off.
"It is ok Harry, you need not to explain that situation." Ben assured him.
"And it was hell trying to loose those soldiers that were chasing me, I was chased clear to the outskirts of Charlestown, until they finally gave up. I heard what happened to you son." Harry replied looking at Gabriel and his hand.
Ben shook his head yes.
"Benjamin, now do you see what destruction the redcoats bring. They will hurt you and your children if you do not help us fight them off. Ben, of all the years I known you, I ask you to please trust me and please, fight for this cause. Or your children will be at risk of suffering." Harry pleaded to him.
Ben sighed and looked at Gabriel who shook his head yes. He then looked at Harry who was waiting for an answer.
