I didn't feel the cold so much when I stepped outside this time. 'Heath Church' that is quite an odd name isn't it? Really, I don't hold an offense towards him, it's just he's, new.
"Johnny!" I heard running steps behind me and Cilla's voice call. I stopped and turned to meet her.
"What?"
"I-just-wanted-to, to-" She was having a moment to catch her breath, when she did and straightened, I wished she hadn't. She looked madder than the British did and Concord. "I just wanted you to know that you're behavior in there was completely uncalled for and embarrassing on Mrs. Bessie and my own part. " She said, probably indignant. I sighed, I know I didn't have a reason and Cilla looked absolutely flustered.
"Listen, Cilla, I'm s-"
"No I won't listen, Heath, Heath means a lot to me." She bend her head down for a moment but I could still see the small pink on her cheeks, "and I want you to be kind to him."
"Cilla, " I said keeping my voice steady and calm," how long have you known him?" He was important to her? When did they talk before this afternoon?
"He arrived last week, you haven't noticed because you were busy at the stables and preoccupied with the redcoats." She said nettled.
"So please don't be in alarm if I do not speak to you for a while, good day Mr.Tremain." She turned her heal and stormed off. I lingered for a moment wondering if I should go after her, but thought better of it. I'll let her placate. She always does with time.
I continued to see Sergeant Gale and the washwoman let me in. Madge was hovering her large form over his skinny mass lying on the couch.
It was a serious injury as it was found. My first impression of him as that he was very strong(he was holding Madge on his lap after all) and he is, physically. However his immune system isn't working with the bacteria that entered his body with the bullet. Dr. Warren says he'll get better though.
"Hello Sergeant, how are you today?" I asked with my spirits lightened by his sickly form.
"Good." He answered pale faced.
"I'll get you more soup." Madge made to stand but was held back.
"Dear if I eat another bit I'll burst." He chuckled weakly.
"Oh I'm sorry, but I told you not to get into that war, a dreadful affair, all of it."
"Yes, yes I know, I'm foolish. Maybe I'll take that soup after all?"
"Coming up, dear." She hurried off the kitchen.
"She gets carried away," He smiled at me,"but I only her more for it."
"So you are well then?" I said abruptly serious. I probably shouldn't have broken the mood so sudden but I still was a bit focused on Cilla.
"I feel quite-" He started coughing, harder and harder until he was jerking violently as he lay.
"Ser-sergeant Gale?" Sergeant Gale? Sergeant Gale!" I shook him but his body still remained limp
"What is it? What-oh dear!" Madge ran to him but her cries and shakes were also to no avail.
"I'll get Dr. Warren." I said and before I knew anything else I was running down the street, than I remember he's still reporting for the patriots. I'd have to get Dr. Church, with his nephew..it wasn't the time for that. He was standing at the water pump in town.
"Dr. Church, coughing, jerking, eyes-closed..." I had just run a good way across town. I had to talk him into helping a former redcoat however, but he still agreed. All I was to do is tell him where to go and he was there. I didn't catch my breath in time to follow him, so I stayed ant took a drink from the pump. I walked to the Lapham's, no matter how long away Hancock's warf was.
"Johnny!" I heard running steps behind me and Cilla's voice call. I stopped and turned to meet her.
"What?"
"I-just-wanted-to, to-" She was having a moment to catch her breath, when she did and straightened, I wished she hadn't. She looked madder than the British did and Concord. "I just wanted you to know that you're behavior in there was completely uncalled for and embarrassing on Mrs. Bessie and my own part. " She said, probably indignant. I sighed, I know I didn't have a reason and Cilla looked absolutely flustered.
"Listen, Cilla, I'm s-"
"No I won't listen, Heath, Heath means a lot to me." She bend her head down for a moment but I could still see the small pink on her cheeks, "and I want you to be kind to him."
"Cilla, " I said keeping my voice steady and calm," how long have you known him?" He was important to her? When did they talk before this afternoon?
"He arrived last week, you haven't noticed because you were busy at the stables and preoccupied with the redcoats." She said nettled.
"So please don't be in alarm if I do not speak to you for a while, good day Mr.Tremain." She turned her heal and stormed off. I lingered for a moment wondering if I should go after her, but thought better of it. I'll let her placate. She always does with time.
I continued to see Sergeant Gale and the washwoman let me in. Madge was hovering her large form over his skinny mass lying on the couch.
It was a serious injury as it was found. My first impression of him as that he was very strong(he was holding Madge on his lap after all) and he is, physically. However his immune system isn't working with the bacteria that entered his body with the bullet. Dr. Warren says he'll get better though.
"Hello Sergeant, how are you today?" I asked with my spirits lightened by his sickly form.
"Good." He answered pale faced.
"I'll get you more soup." Madge made to stand but was held back.
"Dear if I eat another bit I'll burst." He chuckled weakly.
"Oh I'm sorry, but I told you not to get into that war, a dreadful affair, all of it."
"Yes, yes I know, I'm foolish. Maybe I'll take that soup after all?"
"Coming up, dear." She hurried off the kitchen.
"She gets carried away," He smiled at me,"but I only her more for it."
"So you are well then?" I said abruptly serious. I probably shouldn't have broken the mood so sudden but I still was a bit focused on Cilla.
"I feel quite-" He started coughing, harder and harder until he was jerking violently as he lay.
"Ser-sergeant Gale?" Sergeant Gale? Sergeant Gale!" I shook him but his body still remained limp
"What is it? What-oh dear!" Madge ran to him but her cries and shakes were also to no avail.
"I'll get Dr. Warren." I said and before I knew anything else I was running down the street, than I remember he's still reporting for the patriots. I'd have to get Dr. Church, with his nephew..it wasn't the time for that. He was standing at the water pump in town.
"Dr. Church, coughing, jerking, eyes-closed..." I had just run a good way across town. I had to talk him into helping a former redcoat however, but he still agreed. All I was to do is tell him where to go and he was there. I didn't catch my breath in time to follow him, so I stayed ant took a drink from the pump. I walked to the Lapham's, no matter how long away Hancock's warf was.