16 years later
1776
A rooster calls at the dawn. Emily heard the rooster and rolled over on her side to look at the clock. It says 6:00. "God, I hate the damn rooster." She thought. She groaned and took the blanket over her head. She slept for a few minutes until she heard her housekeeper, Abigale, walking around the house. Finally, she got out of the bed and grabbed her shawl and wrapped around her arms. She walked across her room to her table with the pitcher and a bowl. She picked the pitcher and pour water into the bowl. She puts her hands into the bowl and splash the water on her face. The water was ice cold that she shuttered a little. She grabbed the towel and put it on her face to dry. When she was done, she looked into her mirror. Her complexion is pale and some light freckles on her nose. She has blue/green eyes.
She didn't look like her parents and one day, she asked them why she didn't look like them or her brothers and sisters and they explained that she got the genetics from her grandparents. She was satisfied with the answer they gave her. She began to unbraid her long, brown, wavy hair. She began to brush her hair and then put it up in a bun. She went to her dresser and picked out her favorite dress, the blue striped dress. The dress has a long sleeves with buttons on the front. She stripped off her night gown and put on her corset. Oh, how she dislikes corsets but wear them anyway. She put on her dress. Once she was done with her routine, she heard Abigale come in the room. She looked up at Abigale and said "Good Morning, Abigale. Is everybody up yet?" Abigale was making her bed when she responded back. "No, you are the only one up this morning. Now I made coffee. Do you want me to bring it you?"
" No, I'll get it in the kitchen on my way out." Emily responded back. Abigale responded with a nod and a smile on her face. She smiled back. She left her room and quietly walked to the kitchen. She picked up the pot of coffee and pour into her mug. She took the coffee with her and walked outside on the front poach. She stood there for while, drinking the coffee and watching the sunrise. She leaned against on the back of pouch post. She turns her head and look at the big oak tree. Underneath it is the grave of Elizabeth Martin. Elizabeth died three years ago from illness. It impacted everybody including her father, who grieved everyday within the year.
She had memories of her mother, remembering her laugh, her smile and her nurturing way. She had a way to calm her children down, making the children feel safe. Well, now, they don't feel safe anymore since mother died. Emily frowned at the bad memories and pushed them away. She put her mug on the pouch hand still and started to walk toward to the oak tree. She hears the birds chirping. When she got there, she got down on her knees and clears some of the leaves away from the gravestone.
She looks at the grave inscriptions: In memory of Elizabeth Putnam Martin who departed this life Feb. 19th A.D. 1773 in the 35th year of her age. It had the north star on the head of gravestone. " Hi mama. I miss you today. Everything is going fine here. Little Susan is still not talking. I know she will speak soon. Father is doing okay. Sometimes I can tell he's thinking about you because he would be very quiet and seem to be daydreaming. Father is still working on rocking chairs and it's not working out for him." She laughed and continued. "Margret has been telling Susan stories about you and how you are living in the north star. It makes me smile just to think about it. Well, I have to go now to help Abigale with breakfast. I love you." She stood up and started walking towards to the house. She hears the children up and chattering. She smiles.