Hey guys, here's another chapter posted up for now. Thanks again! Please review when you're done. Thanks! P.S. I didn't put it up on Labor Day like I had planned to but I got sick so.. lol... so I am making it up for you. Thanks!

*Late October of 1779, 11 months later*

I kept myself busy with errands, helping Aunt Charlotte with the children, and writing letters to my friends. So, one day I decided to go into the town to do some errands for myself and for Aunt Charlotte.

I took my horse and rode to the town by myself. I walked around the town for while, window shopping and all. Finally, I went into the post office and picked up the letters.

I came out and was looking at the letters when I overheard the men talking. I looked up and they were gathered around the post, looking at some piece of paper.

When I got closer, I realized that it was a reward being offered for the capture or the death of the rebel; or known as The Ghost.

"Father..." I whispered. I turned around and walked quickly to my horse.

"yeaah!" I yell as I force my horse into gallop on the way to home.

When I got to the entrance of the house, I got off my horse, leaving it to the servant and ran into the house.

"Aunt Charlotte! Aunt Charlotte!" I screamed her name as I frantically look for her.

I heard the hurried footsteps coming down the stairs. She rushed to me.

"What's the matter, Emily?"

"I need to talk to you in private."

Aunt Charlotte nodded and we walked into the reading room. She closed the door behind us.

"Now, what is going on? You scared me." Aunt Charlotte says, sitting down in a chair next to the fireplace.

"When I was in town, I saw a sign posted on the post. It's the reward for anyone who captures the Ghost. It's Father, right?"

She goes quiet and looked into the fireplace. Then she sighed heavily and nodded.

"I'm scared." I sat down in the chair in front of her.

"Why?"

"Because what if they catch him? Will they kill him then?"

She leaned forward and put her hand on top of my hand.

"They won't catch him because your father is very clever. He is smart and he plans very carefully. Don't doubt your father, Trust in him. Have faith in him. He will be alright."

What she said comforted me. I smiled and nodded.

"Well, I feel better now. I got the letters, here you go." I give her the letters.

She shuffles through them and pass one to me.

"It's for you."

"Thank you. Oh, it's from my best friend, Virginia Stowe. I haven't see her in few years but we keep in touch anyway. Let's see what she wants."

I opened the letter and begin to read. When I finished, I put down the letter on my lap and looked into the fireplace.

"Is everything all right?" Aunt Charlotte asked, noticing my sad look.

"Yes. Virginia found out about Thomas' death and she wanted to pay her respects." I sighed heavily. "Only a year late." I smiled sadly.

"You mean, you never told her about Thomas? I thought you kept in touch with her?" She was confused.

"I didn't want to talk about Thomas' death and I.... didn't want to tell her about how we lost our home and everything. I didn't want her pity. Anyway, she invited me to stay with her for couple of days. I guess she wants to see me."

"Oh, I see." Aunt Charlotte whispered. "Well, where does she live now?"

"She used to live in North Carolina but she just moved down here couple days ago. Apparently, her family brought the biggest plantation out of the entire neighborhood."

"Oh, what is the name of the plantation? Perhaps I may know the place."

"Hampton Plantation."

"That is two days away from here! Oh, Emily... are you up to the journey?"

"I am up to the journey. I have done five days trip before. Why are you so concerned?"

She sighed and stood up. Then she walked around the room, thinking of her answer.

"It just that.... I keep having feelings that... if I let you go this time.... you would not come back this time."

I stood up and walked to her, taking her hands.

"You know that is not true. I am coming back for the children's sake. I love them and you... I know I will be homesick when I am away. Don't let your fears run away with you. Oh, Aunt Charlotte.... I wish you wouldn't think of that."

She hugged me tightly.

"I know but I cannot help it. I love you as if you were my daughter."

She put her hands on my face and kissed my forehead.

"You can go and stay with your friend. Write me a letter once in a while to let me know you're alright."

I agreed with her.

"Thank you."

I know it's short but I am going to try to post Chapter 15 tomorrow. If not, then I will post it up on Thurs or Friday. Thanks again!!!