of the blankets wishing a breeze would come through the window. Her mama would be horrified if she knew th

h. Every day she went to her Auntie's seamstress shop and sewed, measured, and repaired. She was earning herself quite a reputation of being a fast and reliable seamstress. That

that she had been in town, she hadn't really made any friends. Really, the only females in town w

her journal from the small shelf above her bed. Licking the

r Ma

then that I remembered you. I remembered how you would take Cullen and I to the park and the lending libraries. I remembered you brushing me hair in the mornings and tying my sashes. I remember when Cullen fell out of the tree in our yard. You didn't get upset that he fell trying to spy on Emiline in the next yard. You kissed his head and bandaged his scratches. I remember how you looked in the mornings. You loved your yellow gown. It was the one Papa gave you on you

she could heal. Leaving her journal on the bed, Bliss dashed her tears away with her hand. She opened her bedroom door praying that it wouldn't squeak and w

rning toward the mountain, Bliss allowed her feet to lead h

pped into the water. A twig snapped. Bliss turned toward the sound. A small inkling of fear crawling up her back. Several times as she had been walking towards the mountain, she had thought she heard something. Like someone following her. Each time she would sto

ing will do you no good. Come out

s closed her eyes and let the cool water run gently over her bare feet. Softly, the breeze teasing her curls, she sang

dreamer out

chanting th

reamlet vap

de at the bri

dreamer

dden? For that matter, why did they follow her at all? All she wanted was peace. Peace to flow through her mind and body. Peace to wash away the tiredness that had been pulling her down the last several days. Again

appeared to be staring at her, not so much as a breath coming from their still form.

ow person. It was hard to make anything out. She could see that it was obviously a man. He look

." The words were spoken in a de

hat moment, she knew she had never met this man. She would h

s dark hair dance around his shirt collar. Still he ma

know him, had she ever seen him before? What was he doing out so f

't want to know

and disappeared into the trees. As qui

red her boots and stockings and walked the distanc

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