Shimmer of a Doubt
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"He's a Yank!" Caroline interrupted her, jabbing a finger angrily in his direction. The soldier mumbled something unintelligible in response, shifting his position on weak legs. Eliza glared into Caroline, her mouth pressed into a hard line. "Cara, he will die if we don't help him right now. A man's blood will be on our hands." With a low growl, Caroline moved to the soldier's other side, sliding his arm over her shoulders and wrapping an arm around his middle. "Get him inside," she stated tartly to Eliza. | In the early stages of the Civil War, two women who are loyal citizens of the Confederacy suddenly have a gravely wounded Union soldier on their hands. Letting him go to a prison camp may kill him, but keeping him under their care may be risking their own lives.
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