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- The Taylor and Donovan Families1871
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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
Rigg could see Kate stirring so he answered Marcails question very softly. I think when two people love each other, it doesnt matter who asks, just as long as they can be together. Marcail seemed content with that answer. She had more questions but Kate was stirring. They watched as she came slowly to a sitting position. Kaitlin blinked at Rigg and Marcail as if she were dreaming them.
Hi Katie. How did you sleep?
Kate didnt answer her sister; things were still too fuzzy. She continued to frown at them until Marcail giggled.
Would you like to get down? Rigg asked. I can help you on the ladder. But again Kate didnt answer. She pulled her knees up and wrapped her skirt around herself. Once she had curled herself into a ball, she stared out the door at the trees.
I dreamed that Father was back, Kate said softly. Hed grown a beard and we didnt recognize him at first. I think I miss him more than ever. Marcail moved over to Kate and she drew her close.
Riggs eyes met Kaitlins over the top of Marcails head and his look told Kate he was very aware of her pain. Quietly Kate began to talk, not reminiscing as theyd done on the front porch earlier, but about her fears. At first she held back, not wanting to upset Marcail, but Marcail shared a few of her own fears, surprising Kate with the intensity of her feelings.
Rigg listened attentively and spoke with tenderness, telling the girls how normal their fears were and how much he believed God was going to take care of their every need.
They talked until the heat of the loft drove them down the ladder. Once outside the barn they walked toward the house, seeking the cool interior and something to drink. They were almost at the back door when Joey Parker came shooting into the yard.
My Pas been hurt! he cried in panic. Theres blood everywhere and he wont wake up.
The entire family heard his screams and within seconds everyone was gathered in the yard, trying to understand his hysterical chatter. When they could see that he was not going to calm down, Bill, Rigg, and Jeff jumped in the wagon, grabbed Joey, and headed for the Parker house. Kaitlin wanted to go along to comfort Joey, but Bill stepped in and forbade her.
I have no idea what well find and Im not about to take you into that situation.
Kate stood with the rest of the family until the dust had settled on the road, covering Parker and the loved ones in the wagon with their prayers.
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The odor inside the Parker house was overpowering. It was also dark and therefore took a moment for the mens eyes to adjust and find Joeys father.