Sorry about how short this chapter is. But you'll REALLY like the next chapter. There's... Well, I can't spoil it. But James tells her.

BTW, I don't own Liberty's Kids. Never have.

You just can't own a piece of history.

And I was watching the Nathan Hale ep today. He was a pretty bad spy, though. But he sounded like a great guy. I mean, how many guys could die with such dignity?

But I mean, he told Sarah, Henri, and James he was a spy. And then he didn't notice he was being followed. And then he expected that the guys in the blue ensembles were Patriots, which, y'know, they were wearing the American Militial Garb, but still.

Anyways, here's the chapter.

The new suitor mother sent is so charming! And polite. He is tall, dark, and handsome. Everything I ever dreamed of. Yet I have a feeling that something is amiss. He is rooming with James now. James seems to dislike him more by the minute and I suspect that it is not just because he is British. Strangely enough, Henri seems to hate him as well.

It is so late; I should be getting to bed. I hear a knocking on my door and I go to answer it.

It is James, who looks nervous.

"James, what are you doing up? It is so late," I whisper, in a hushed tone.

He shushes me and closes the door.

"I have something to tell you," He mumbles quietly.

I wonder what he has to tell me. But I have something I must tell him first.

"I have something to tell you too," I reply.

He nods impatiently.

"Uh, look, Sarah, you can tell me that later, but this is more important," James insists.

Why does he think his news is more important than mine? He is so infuriating sometimes. But I nod anyways.

"Well, this is hard for me to say, Sarah," James stutters.

Is he saying what I think he is saying? I wonder what I would say back.

"Major Raleigh owns slaves and hates the French," James blurts.

My first instinct is not to believe him. However, I am not one to jump to conclusions. I will try and be rational about this, though I fear my heart will get in the way.

"James, are you sure about this?" I ask, worried.

James nods frantically and I bite my lip.

"Yeah, Sar, just ask him in the morning," He replies, sounding excited.

I frown and nod quietly. I gesture for him to leave and he does.

I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding and sink into my bed. I cannot believe it. I thought James was different from other suitors. But, maybe, maybe they are all the same.

The tears run down my face and I try my best not to whimper. There is no doubt in my mind that my best friend told me the truth. I will ask him in the morning. And if he owns slaves, away he goes.

How I wish James were lying. And yet, I know he is not.

- Loren ;*

Man, that chapter was crap. Seriously. Poor Sarah, right? Bet you didn't know she was so attached to him. But then again, she has a tendency to overreact.