Fever

August 18th, 1793

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Even Smith the biggest jerk I have ever seen in my life. He gave me a sinister smirk, 'oh no,what was he up ro now,' I thought to myself. He was all ways up to something bad and I was always caught up in them.
He always had a spoon in his hand scooping all my problems and using them to torture me.
Even was the blacksmiths son and was just like his father stubborn and rude. Sometimes I wonder how Mrs. Smith gave birth to him, because she was the sweetest little lady I had ever seen.

As I snaped out of thought, I watched as he just walked away from me. I stood there in shock, Even had just walked away from me without touching me or saying some rude comment. Something was up and I was going to find out.

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My search for Even in the market took longer than I thought it would, so gave I up.

As I walked through Fourth street, the sound of the market swept me like a wave
"Raaaaassberries! and bluuuueberrries!"
"Fresh fish come get you fresh fish." Chickens culcked, geese honked, and children loud cries could be heard in every corner.

Eggs, pepper, flour, milk, cabbage, apple gam, and sugar was all I needed to pick up from the stalls. I popped a piece of candy I found under my bed this morning. It had cat hair all over it. I spit it out and went to the nearest stall.

" Oh, my Layla you've grown so much"
"Good fine morning Mrs. Cook" I said. Mrs. and Mr. Cook farmer's who bought their apple gam twice a week. Mrs. Cook moved around her stall. She was a small lady, black long curls that flapped as she moved around, with eyes the color of the sky. While Mr. Cook was a very tall man, brown hair, with olive green eyes, but he ever did the talking he just let his wife do it.

Mrs. Cook put a dozen jar bottles in front of me. "Have you heard of the fever, all the other farmers have been talking about and it's putting our businesses down." She said.
"So Much fever talk!" "Do you believe it?" I asked. "Just last week one of the fishermen's daughter caught the fever and died a few days later, I think this is the sign of God. The Bible says that all sinners Shall die. That's what she gets for sleeping with all does men." Mr. Cook nodded at her comment. "Most of the sickness has been reported by the dock" she said.

I thanked Mrs. Cook for the nice chat and went to the next and last stall I was going to visit. Mr. Clogg stall was full with sorry looking cabbages.

Talking him to low the price down was pretty easy to do, th cabbage was very low quality. "Have you heard of the fever? It's every where the lower part of the city" he said." Mrs. Cook gave me a little bit of a hint of what was going on there" I said. "I feel really sorry for the sick, may the lord bless their souls." he said.

Then reality snaped right at me.

Emily she lived at the dock!