Never too late

July 17 1765

Dear mama,
It's me! Alison, again. Today was a very strange day, I woke up, got dressed, and went to the stables, as usual. I greeted the milk maids, and walked past Marty, Marty our Dashing stables boy, Pacifica doesn't like Marty, she says he is poor, and weak. I don't believe that. Marty and I have been in love ever since we hired him. He has rich hazel hair, and deep blue eyes, that I just know I was born to stare into. "Good evening Alli" Marty greeted me, I smiled, and curtsied back, "as for you Marty" I smiled, we didn't talk for long, as we knew, if we were caught talking, we would be in deep trouble.

So I continued my journey to find my horse Speckles. Until I heard this loud clashing noise, in wing B. I had no idea what was going on, so I decided to investigate, but before I could step foot in the stable, Pacifica walked out of Wing B, as usual, she wore a purple silk hair, and high, high heels, but her hair was down, and she had a metal object in hand. "What are you doing here, skunk" Pacifica snarled, I kept quiet, and bowed my head, as she walked past. As soon as she turned the corner, I dashed into the stable, and scanned every corner, I saw Speckles hiding in the corner, a large mark on his back, I rushed over to him, and rubbed the red mark, he gently neighed, "I'm sorry this happened to you Speckles, my boy" I whispered in his ear. Speckles bowed his head, as I rubbed the mark. I promised him I would find out who did this to him.

I decided to talk to Marty, and see if he knew anything. He asked me who was the last one that left Wing B. And suddenly the thought hit me. Pacifica.

I have to leave now mama, I will write to you tomorrow.

Yay! Second chapter is finally up! Stay tuned for the third!