The yellow curse

Chapter 1

I woke in the humid mid-summer air. It was the year 1793 the summer had been dry and hot. My sister slept in the room just down the hall. It was morning but the air was hot making me perspire. My mother died when I was seven so it was just my younger sister my dad and I. I went down stairs to make breakfast and my dad was sitting at the kitchen table looking weary from a lack of sleep. "Good morning" he said startling me as I grab some ingredients out of the cupboard to make pancakes. I glanced back returning the greeting. He walked over and started setting the table as I ran upstairs to wake my sister. She was hesitant at first but I managed to get her up. I walked down the stairs and my sister slowly fallowed behind me. My dad had already started eating when we walked into the kitchen