~Chapter 3~

1998

     She wiped her tears, and her voice trembled.  She smiled, though, at her precious memory.

     “I couldn’t believe Ryan stayed with us that night.  He just sat there, and held Elizabeth, while she slept.”

     “Did your Pa stay with your Ma all night?” asked a great-grandson.

     “Yes.  Yes, he did.  We could hear him crying most of the night.  Then, when daylight came, Ryan helped Pa dig...

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