Woosh! the butterfly went when it noticed Sarah was stalking it. She had tried to catch the flying insect but did not succeed. So, she chased it through the field. Soon, the butterfly lead Sarah to a little hill. Sarah slowly looked above the hill panting for breath. Out beyond the field was the rest of Philidelphia. People flooded the streets. Patriots. Father warned me not to co-mingle with them. I should keep a distant. Sarah thought.
As she continued her gaze, she heard something coming nearer and nearer. Soldiers? Americans? Sarah flicked her head behind and screamed. The predators screamed back and fell. Sarah was trembling over the hill and then fell into a pond. "Don't worry, Sarah. I'm comin'." Jordan shouted jumping down into the pond after the little girl.
Michael looked over to the ground and sighed. "Hey, General Philips. Um listen, what would you say if I told you that a soldier fell on top of your daughter?" he asked an imaginary general. Then, he slapped his forehead. "What are you doing you dope?!?! Get outta there!!!"
Jordan, in the pond, looked around for Sarah but saw no one. He looked down and saw bubbles. He told Mike it wasn't him, but he felt something touch his rump. Shocked, he jumped up and saw Sarah gasping for breath. "How dare you sneak up on me like that!!!" she snapped.
"Sorry, madam. We should've took a gentler approah. You're father told us to follow you so you don't get in harm's way." Michael explained. Sarah nodded slowly and turned her back to the wind to face the rest of Philidelphia. She seemed to be lost in thought.
"Mr. Michael, Mr. Jordan, my father is indeed a wise man. However, I want you to tell him that I am growing up and I can take care of myself. I will be back by noon safe and uharmed." she assured them. The two men dipped their heads in agreement and retreated back to other duties at their camp. Today is going to be a lovely day, Sarah told herself.