The Trail

Chapter One:

Third Person

Daisy Eliza Mulkey had never been one for butter-churning, yet it seemed that her parents thought it a excellent job for her.
"Daisy!" Her Mother would yell for her, even though Daisy was only up in the loft above  her parents room. "Its butter day!". Daisy would groan and complain, but would still reluctantly do as told.

Now, she was churning butter again. "Momma, can't you get Elaine to do this? She's only two years younger than me."
Elaine was Daisy's younger sister.
Her parents had 5 children, and her mother was pregnant with a 6th. Their eldest child was Edward Charles, who was 16. He looked exactly like his father–wavy chestnut hair, eyes clear as a lake– expect for the freckles he had inherited from his Mother. Daisy looked like her mother–curly raven hair, sage green eyes–, besides her birthmark. It was the size of a small strawberry, and rested on her eyebrow. Daisy was 5 years younger than Edward, making her eleven years old. After her parents had Daisy, Elaine had been born. Elaine was seemingly the female version of their father, even having the same mole on her stomach. After Elaine had come Adam Lincoln Jr., who was 7, and *also* looked like a replica of his father, exempt from moles. The same could be said for his twin brother, Silas Abraham, who was 7. The boys were twins, afterall. Overall, the children all were nearly exact replicas of their parents. Whenever a new kid moved in nearby, Adam Jr. and Silas would play pranks on them, pretending they were the same person. Then they were grounded for a good bit of days, or even switched by their father for this act, but still found it hilarious.
The children seemed to think they were overworked, and had a overwhelming amount of chores you could never compete with.

Elaine and Daisy were sent about to sweep, churn butter, milk the cows, cook, sew, empty chamber pots, and what felt like a million other things. On top of all this, they were expected to learn their school lessons too. Edward, Adam, and Silas were expected to hunt, chop wood, learn to make traps, and so on. They too, were expected to learn their own lessons.
"Because she is busy mending Silas' shirt. Now quit whining and do your work, or else it won't get done, and you'll have no time to play."
Normally, that would get Daisy set to work, but she was unusually restless with the day. "But Momma, it's so boring!" She complained, even though she was still churning the butter.
"I say! If you continue to talk back to me, you'll be churning the butter next week too!"
That kept Daisy quiet. She churned the butter as quickly as she could, and after maybe 3 hours was finally finished. "Momma, I'm finished! May I go play now?" Daisy asked after stretching for the first time in what seemed to be ten years. Momma asked Daisy if she had finished her lessons, to which Daisy replied with a eager yes. "I was wondering, if perhaps, I could head to town? I have a bit of spending money and would like to browse the general store." Daisy added hopefully. She doubted her mother would allow it, but to her surprise, it was a yes!
"Well, I suppose. Just be careful, and bring Edward with you."
Agreeing to those conditions, although finding the Edward part unfair, Daisy changed out of her worn chore dress into a clean apron and her favorite sky-blue dress. "Edward, Momma said you must bring me to town." Daisy yelled to her older brother whilst pocketing her money. She also decided to grab a regular sized wicker basket, to hold her things.
Edward groaned but nodded, not daring to disobey his mother. "Let me change, then." He replied, rushing inside to change. Daisy waited impatiently, tapping her foot against the ground, which scared off any stray chicken in the yard.
"Right, let's go."
They took the 20 minute walk to town by silence, except for the shuffle of their shoes and birds tweeting their busy little songs amongst themselves.
"We're here, meet back by 5, got it?" Edward mumbled before wandering off to wherever it was he wanted to go.

Daisy went to a general store she knew her father used– Reed's General Store–, it was nothing special, just a store with a wrap around porch and peeling paint, yet it seemed exotic to Daisy, as she didn't go to town much. She knew the town wasn't as big as New York, or even Chicago, but in her mind, this was the biggest place she had *ever* seen!