By Michael Phillips
E-book 2 of Shenandoah Sisters. Mayme and Katie, from totally diversified worlds, were thrown jointly within the chaotic aftermath of the Civil conflict. simply little ones, they're left to outlive basically by means of their very own wits and shared studies. progressively, they're studying to understand every one other's strengths and to shore up every one other's weaknesses. Out in their efforts to easily remain alive comes a starting to be wisdom of the Lord's love and take care of them, in addition to the dim outlines of a plan to maintain Rosewood Plantation working. The publication keeps the tale started in Angels staring at Over Me, of 2 very attractive yet contrasting characters and their mystery undertaking to supply a sanctuary for others who've been left by myself and adrift via a sad conflict.
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Said Katie as she laughed. “Yes’m, Miz Katie,” she said in a gloomy voice, trying to imitate how I’d sounded. Then she started laughing again. “And with that long face and staring down at the ground. ” “Except for my mistake of calling you Miss Katie! ” “But did you notice that look on that fellow Henry’s face? ” “He’s always been nice to me, nicer than just about anyone. But I didn’t really notice Henry too much with his son standing there. I can’t believe it. ” I didn’t reply. I didn’t know what to say about Henry’s son.
Davenport’s here with the ice,” she said in the pretend voice. ” “Yes, ma’am,” said Katie, changing her voice back to normal. Then she ran down the stairs, through the house, and opened the door. “Hello, Mr. Davenport,” she said. “Good morning, Kathleen. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to make it last month. ” “Yes, sir. Four blocks please. ” He walked back to where he had parked the wagon next to the ice cellar. By then I was just getting to the slave cabins. I hurried inside the one we’d got ready and lit the fire we’d set.
Whoever he was, I didn’t like him! As soon as he was gone, I walked forward and took the two packages off the counter and slowly walked toward the door. As I passed by her I saw that Katie’s eyes had gotten all wide again. She looked at me, and I looked at her, but neither of us said a word. I think we were both thinking, We’d better get out of here before anything worse happens! A minute later I walked back in and picked up the last of the three packages wrapped in brown paper. Then we left the shop together.