Chapter 8: An Unblank Page in History
Dorothy Jennings sat with her pen poised above the book. She knew time was not on her side. The time capsule would be filled and buried if she sat idly much longer.
Her pen began to write:
Our town is a strong and proud one. We have had a trying few months. The army covers the town like an unwanted blanket. They blame the Indians and many of the citizens here feel the same at the moment. I hope that one day they will realize the truth as to what happened. I saw, once, as they did. I have never been so happy to change… or scared.
Bravery is everywhere. Sully's in the woods hiding and trying to find a way to stop the raids. Michaela does her best to continue her daily routine as well as maintain a family life as best she can for her children and husband. Loren continues to support Michaela and her family (including Sully) as best he can. Robert E. secretly helps who he can without attracting attention. I like to think that bravery also lies in ashes across the street as well as in meetings with a Cheyenne medicine man.
Our town will be okay. It will survive this. The question is: What will be remembered?... or forgotten in it all?
DOROTHY JENNINGS
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He was waiting for her before she arrived. "How long do we have?" Dorothy asked as Cloud Dancing helped her down from her horse.
"It is a few hours until dark."
"I brought dinner from Grace. Join me?"
She smiled as her brave lightly kissed her.
~THE END~
Finally finished. I had the last 2 chapters done 2 weeks ago, but life has been kaotic. Please, please, please R&R! Hope you have enjoyed it. Trying to decide if I should continue to add to this and make it a "series." What do you think? Thanks again for reading!