Love in 1860 (An Easy English Story): Part 3
October 3, 1860
Dear reader,
I might like it here. It is so calm. So peaceful.
David, Elizabeth, and I work in the garden and in the barn all day. I feed the chickens, and I take water from the river for the plants. The birds sing in the trees around us. Elizabeth bakes fresh bread for dinner every night. David buys sugar, flour, and butter from the market every week. He makes money by selling furniture.
Last month, I told David, “I want to help you make furniture. You and Elizabeth are so kind. Let me help.” Now, David is teaching me to make a table out of wood. We work together in the barn every night.
Yesterday, David and I were carving flowers into the table. The night was cold. My hand started shaking. David put his hand on mine. His hand was warm and rough.
David asked quietly, “Can I hold you?”
I looked up at him. David looked away. His cheeks were red.
“Yes,” I said.
David pulled me to his chest. He rubbed my back and my arms. “Are you warm yet?” he asked.
I was very warm. My heart was beating fast. But I said, “I’m still cold.” David laughed and hugged me tight.
I felt safe in his arms. I feel safe here. If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up.
Yours truly,
Grace Miller
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