A 19 Year old girl-Abigail Jones-is living during the time of the Civil War. To get her through rough times, she writes letters to her "Dearest". But he isn't who you think he is...
Cover by the graphic queen: @xoxaria
My name is Abigail Jones, and you are Jonathon Grove, aren't you?
This is my first letter to you, and I will tell you in this letter what is happening around me at this time.
Well, first of all, I live in Boston, in the middle of our village; Rocky Town. Or at least that is what everyone calls it. No one knows what the name of our village is. And that is because the first people to settle here never named it! Just the other day I asked Father if he likes our town, but he did not reply. He hardly ever speaks to me anymore, Johnny! Or anyone, for that matter!
The only thing that Father—and Paul, my younger brother—are interested in is attending secret meetings at night-fall! They hide inside of stranger's homes'!
Oh! And once, Father and Paul snuck aboard a British ship! A group of patriots like them, lead by John Adams, hurled chests of tea out and into the ocean! Mother does not fancy the way that Paul and Father do such things! That same night that Father and Paul threw tea, Mother scolded them both as soon as they came through the door. "Do you wish to die?" she asked them both. I agree. It is suicide doing what they do every night! But Father insisted that he is a true American patriot and he will prove it.
Once, I begged Father to attend one of his meetings—I needed some sort of excitement in my life—, but he smacked my face and asked me if I was a male. Of course not! I was not stupid to not know that I was a female, but Charlotte—our servant—saw the whole thing! And that reddened my cheeks for sure! Not the slap, Johnny! Oh, you ask such silly questions!
Now that I think of it, I do not understand why I even asked Father! Father was right! I was so stupid to think that he would let me come along! A girl attending meetings! Imagine that!
It may sound silly, but I try to educate myself about politics and what is going on around me. Mother and Father are not pleased with the thought of a girl speaking of such things. But the thought of a girl speaking at all bothers them!
Life has left me awfully lonely, Dearest! Father and Mother don't expect me to polish, scrub and clean all day—we have servants for a reason—, but lying around all day with nothing to do is a bore!
Oh my! It's already time for supper! Writing to you takes time if a whole half hour has passed! It is a quarter after six, and Mother expects me to be on time for supper!
Yours, Abigail.
P.S: If Mother finds our letters, I will get a five-hour sermon! Mother says I shan't get a suitor yet, although I am already 19 years of age! How silly is that?
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
