#debzorski

[babyschuyler]

Wake up, Alexander

@debzorski

“Alexander? Alexander?” Well this was definitely an odd situation. Her brother-in-law was sound asleep against her side. Lord knows he needed it, given how much he had been working lately. But Peggy also needed to stand up. Her legs were growing restless from sitting for so long. She wished to stretch out, possibly join her sisters who were sticking their toes into the lake. “Alexander, will you wake up? Please?”

[theladyofmountvernon]

@debzorski

Martha, never a woman to shy away from hard work, had spent the daylight hours with the other soldiers’ wives, mending clothing and sewing new shirts and trying to make some order of the scant supplies. It was winter, and all seemed bleak indeed. So she attended her duties with single-minded focus so her husband could do the same.

Still, it had been a long day, and her hands ached, and part of her just wanted to sit quietly and pet the adorable stray cat that lurked around the nearby tents.

She finally caught sight of the feline darting into one of the supposedly unoccupied tents -- it was dark, well past the time when anyone sensible would be by a fire with friends -- so she followed.

The cat had found a perch by a candle on a desk, which was decidedly occupied. She startled, hand fluttering over her stomach. 

“Oh, excuse me, sir,” she said with a light chuckle. “I did not mean to intrude.”