Link To The Past

Chapter Two

Kristine got up the next morning to the sun was shining brightly, causing her to close her eyes again and flip over. A knock then came to the door. It was Miss Abigail.
"Are you up, Miss Kristine?"
"Just about," she called out, tried. She then heard Abigail walk away from the door.

Kristine finally got a few moments later. How long had she been asleep? Soon she remembered what happened. She jolted up from her bed, her heart beating fast. She was still in the same place before. She was not back in the attic.
"So this is real?" she whispered to herself. "What am I going to tell the others?" She took a few more breaths. "I know I'll have to answer that question some time or another. I guess I'll just have to play it 'cool' for now."
Another knock came to the door.
"Miss Kristine?" It was Abigail again. "May I come in?"
"Yes."
Abigail let herself in and with her she carried a blue dress.
"I thought you would like to wear a different dress."
A smile came to Kristine's face. "Yeah. That would be nice." Kristine looked forward to wearing it, just not the fact that it would be so tight. She didn't know how women put up with it every day of their lives.

After putting on the dress Abigail smiled at you. "It looks beautiful on you Miss."
"Please, just call me, Kristine."
"Alright, Kristine."
A little head then poked out from behind the door. It was little Susan.
Abigail turned around and saw her. "Yes? What is it?"
The little girl said nothing but walked away right away.
"Is she shy?" asked Kristine.
"Not really. After her mother's death she hasn't talked."
"Oh!...I'm...I'm sorry to hear that."
Abigail sighed. "The family does miss her so, even though they don't try to show it." It was quiet for a while between the two of you. "Breakfast is over with, but lunch will start in about an hour. I'm sure it will be fin if you walked around a while to get used to the area." she then walked out of the room.

Kristine poked her head out of the door. The house seemed quiet. She then began looking around the house. Everything looked and seemed so interesting. She could not believe that she had come back to the past and not just a few years, but three hundred years! Kristine then thought back to the diary, the attic and then Anna. Her heart started to beat. She had gone back into the past for a certain reason but that reason she did not know yet. Just then someone walked into the house. Their footsteps got louder and they were soon in the same room her.
"Uh...Hello Miss Kristine." it was Thomas and he was wearing his hat again but soon removed it and gave a short bow with his head.
"Hello...Thomas was it?"
A little smile appeared on his face. "Yes. I'm glad you remember my name." he set his hat on a stand next to a chair. "Miss Kristine, I was wondering if I could show you something."
"Sure. I don't mind and please, call me Kristine." you smiled and he returned it.
"Yes, of course. Well," he held out his hand. "Shall we go?"
Kristine followed Thomas outside. There she saw the little kids sitting on a bench on the porch, reading to each other.

The two then came to what looked like a working shed. Thomas looked around a bit. He then walked back up to her, holding something in his hand. it was a wooden litter K. "Gabriel and I thought it would be a nice gift if we made your whole entire name like this."
"Oh wow! Yes, I would love to have something like that! Thanks, Thomas."
Thomas blushed a little. "Well, we better get out of her before my father finds us in here."
The two walked back out into the sunshine.
"Say, Thomas?"
He turned and looked at her, waiting for her to speak again. "Yes?"
"Could you show me around some more. I still don't know my way around that much."
"Of course. I would love to show you around." he smiled. "Where would you like to see first?"
"Anything!" Thomas laughed at her excitement.
"Would you like to see the horses? We have some pretty nice ones."

Kristine was so excited and said yes right away. This was going to be her first time getting close to a horse for she had always been a city girl. She hardly knew anything about the country.
Thomas led her out a little way away from the house and to the barn. It smelt a little, but Kristine did not mind so much. She was too excited.
"This is our best horse right here. He gets a little fussy sometimes but he is a good horse. A fast one at that."
Kristine reached out her arm to pet him. When he moved back his head she moved back her hand and looked at Thomas.
"Don't worry. He won't bite." he laughed a little.
Kristine then tried again and slowly, but surely she got to pet him. He was soft and had a star between his eye's. A bell then began to ring.
"I'm guessing it's time to eat now?" said Kristine.
"It sure is. Abigail always cooks such good food."
While you were eating you sat with Thomas and his oldest sister. She seemed happy that Kristine sat next to her. The Martins' looked like one big happy family, only their mother was not there. They hid their pain well.

After eating Kristine was so stuffed she could hardly finish another bite. She was now, of course, heading back to her room when Gabriel then walked up to her with a big grin was on his face.
"So, Miss Kristine,"
"Just call me Kristine." she gave him a smile.
"Alright, Kristine. I want to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Do you like my Brother? Thomas, I mean."
Kristine was surprised. No one had ever just walked up to her and asked her that before. "What do you mean, Gabriel?"
"Well, it just so happens that my brother is...let's say...fond of you."
Kristine blushed a little. "F-fond of me? What makes you think this?"
"Well it's obvious don't you think. He is always there to make you feel right at home. Always making sure how you are doing and showing you around."
"Ah, I see. No, I have not noticed. I mean, he is just being nice."
"Possibly. But I must go now. Thomas and I are going hunting."
Kristine's eye's then lit up. "OH! Can I come too?"
Gabriel laughed a little. "I don't think it would be very safe, Kristine. Why not stay here and try to have some fun." Gabriel then walked out of the house.
Was it true? Was Thomas really fond Kristine?