“UHG” History
and Sammy are not friends, but her good mood won’t be dampened until a fall and
a bump on the head sends her back to 1814. It’s her expertise in sailing that
allows Francis Scott Key to rescue an imprisoned friend from a British ship
that leads to a historic battle and a famous poem!
A full moon lit up
the bedroom. Sammy lay on the feather
mattress in the dark, staring at the ceiling.
The window was wide open, a breeze stirring the curtains, though it did
nothing to take away the mugginess of the night air. The nightgown Sarah had given Sammy was
drenched with sweat and it stuck to her like a second skin.
She got up and
walked to the balcony. Dr. Beanes had
been right about his wife. Sarah had sat
Sammy down and got her a bowl of left over wild turkey and boiled sweet
potatoes, which she inhaled.
The older woman
tisked her tongue and her head shook in sympathy, distressed at the poor girl’s
story. “Your mother must be worried
beyond belief,” Sarah said.
“Oh, I’m sure
she’s freaking out all over the place,” Sammy snorted. “And like she’ll ever buy this story!”
“I don’t
understand. You write stories to sell to
your freakish mother?”
Sammy had to
chuckle at that one. “No. She’s just
going to kill me.”
Outraged, the
woman came to her feet. “She will do no
such thing. William will make sure that
you are safe!”
Staring into the
night, Sammy smiled at the memory. She
had assured Sarah it was only a saying, but the woman did not seem convinced.
The sound of
horses, riding up to the Beanes’ home, brought Sammy out of her reverie. At least ten men, all in red coats, jumped
off their horses and headed toward the house.
A serving girl
tapped on Sammy’s door before opening it.
“Please ma’am, Mistress Beanes would like you to come to her room,
quickly.” She turned to lead the way without
waiting for a reply, Sammy, hurrying to catch up.
The scene that
greeted Sammy when the bedroom opened had the hairs on the back of her neck,
not only standing straight out at attention, but screaming “run…hide…wake
up!” Goose bumps broke out on her
sweaty body.
Dr. Beanes was
sitting on a chair putting on his shoes while Sarah was wringing her hands and
pale as the snow-white nightgown she was wearing.
Before Sammy could
utter a word a BANG BANG BANG came from the door downstairs and that’s when all
hell broke loose!
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I write for all ages, from the early reader to adults. My books range from pictures books for the
little ones, to fantasy, time-travel adventures for ages 9 to 13. I also write
adult stories, including a family drama and contemporary, paranormal and
historical westerns romances, under P. A. Estelle.
I was a school secretary for 21 years. My husband and I moved to our retirement home
in Kingman, AZ, on very rural 54 acres, living on solar and wind only.
More about my books can be found in the following links:
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