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I was extremely comfortable with warps in time. Even this!
Waking up or whatever you want to call it and finding myself on the back of a
horse. The girl in front of me wore a blue cotton dress and her blonde hair in
pigtails. My arms were around her waist, and we were heading away from Grandpa
Henry Mills’s farm, heading north toward town. By the sun’s position, I figured
it had to be mid-to late afternoon.
Thank God I had been riding horses all my life growing up in
my real world and was comfortable
riding bareback. I wished for a mirror to see who I was. Okay—not happening—think! I had to use what I had around me to
figure it out. Riding beside me on a chestnut horse was my Wyman cousin Rose,
namesake of Grandma Rose. Okay, so Rose and riding with her my grandaunt Lucy
Mills, both being the same age, I thought they looked about sixteen years old.
I glanced around. Two other horses were behind us. Grandaunt Joanna Mills and
could that be—her first husband William Olson? I had never seen a photograph of
him, but Joanna looked about nineteen so it could very well be him prior to
their getting married.
“We’ll make it just about on time,” Rose said. “Molly—do you
hope Jackson Worth comes tonight?”
She was asking me! Thank God, okay, so I am currently my
grandaunt Molly Mills, and one year younger than my sister Lucy.
“He might be there,” I improvised. He was to become Molly’s
husband a few years from this place and time.
The girl in front of me turned to take a look at me over her
shoulder. Katie McFall. I should have known by the flaxen hair. She was
great-grandaunt Ivy Wyman McFall’s daughter and she was also a mutual cousin of
both me and Dave Cameron.
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