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Chapter 2:

The days dragged long and boring as the weeks and finally months went by. I would help my mother with the chores; however one look in my direction and anyone could tell that my heart was somewhere else. I would scrub the floors, cook the meals, and sew the items of clothing that people would bring me however my eyes would be gazing in to a world of nothingness.

Oh, how I missed that man; how I longed for his touch and words as he would hold me in the moonlight that would stream through one of our bedchamber windows. I could not wait for the day that he would return and finally we could start our lives together.

It was the same type of evening that I was sitting out on my front porch, after I had cleaned the dinner dishes when I saw him come up to me. John had not been gone for four months and this man was already seeking me out for the millionth time it seemed to me. No one knew, especially this man that John had shared my bed more than once. I had been disappointed in my god when I discovered that I had not been with child when John had left. Oh how I had prayed on my knees for a child, however when my woman's time had come I was disheartened; for I knew that if a child would have been had John would have married me as soon as his return. Never mind the fact that the town would gossip, I would have my captain John Smith.

I outwardly sighed as I dropped my shoulders as the gentleman was now standing on the last step until he would come onto my porch.

"Its," he began, "It is a very pleasant evening Kate, do you not think so?"

"What do you want, Jack?"

I said, I was in no mood to listen to his ramblings of how much he fancies me;

"Miss Kathleen Brown," Jack said as he actually bowed, "May I please call on you? We could go for a walk, or get something to eat, or…"

"Jack," I started as I stood, "You know very well that I am waiting for Captain John Smith to return from Virginia. My heart belongs to him, so for the last time please leave me alone!"

I saw Jack's brown eyes lower as I gazed at him, "I'll never go for you, and you need someone else to fond over. You shouldn't love me like you do."

"I do love you," Jack Miller said as his brown hair was blown by a slight breeze, "However, if you wish for me to leave you alone I will, just like John when he comes back."

I took a step towards him; my eyes flashing in rage, "John Smith will come back to me; he'll marry me and he will settle down. I know he will; get and stay the bloody hell away from me!"

I shouted as I whirled away from him, and was about to yank open the door when my mother had opened it herself.

"Kathleen," she spoke, "What is going on here?"

"I am sorry Mrs. Brown," Jack said as I heard him walk backwards down the steps, "I will leave you now."

"Get in here," her harsh voice was directed towards me and she grabbed my arm as I half walked half stumbled in to the room, "You know better than to treat someone like that. I saw and heard everything from the window; that poor lad…"

"Mother," I began as I tried to gather my composure, "You know how Jack is; always asking if I need anything, following us as we walk from church asking if he can help us with anything, calling on me when no one adult was around…"

"I see," my mother said as she sat down at the small table in the kitchen as I followed her in to the other room, "He does everything that John does."

"What?"

"John Smith does not do, nor has he ever cared about you. You aren't anything to him Kathleen, just a girl that he has slept with."

"I never…"

"Do not lie to me Kathleen," she yelled as I gasped, "I know him, I know you; I honestly do not know about you Kathleen, you fancy the most, undesirable men. Is this what you want to be doing with the rest of your days; pine over a husband that leaves all the time?"

I lowered my head, "I do not pine…"

"You think about what I have said," she said as she stood up, "It is late, go to bed."

I didn't reply as I walked the short distance towards my room. I knew my mother had to be wrong about him; he'll be different when he comes back. He'll settle down with me; he must.

I cursed as I threw my pillow against a wall as I tucked myself beneath the bed clothes.

'Oh, how I wish I had been with child.'

'Your future would have been set; he would have married you to protect his honor.'

A voice said in my head and I tried my best to block it out, knowing my thoughts were wrong for a good Christian woman like me.

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