I pulled out the journal that Grayson had lent to me. I stared down at the leather cover of the journal. I was finally going to read it. I opened it up to the first page. The only thing scrawled on it was her name: Abitha Mitchell and the year 1773. I flipped it to the second page to the first journal entry.
Today father told me that I must attend tonight's council meeting. Since I am sixteen and the eldest daughter of the family, it is my duty to attend every meeting from here on out. I admire father for his bravery. It must’ve been hard for him when mother passed away. I don’t know how he did it on his own. He taught me everything I know and I am going to do everything in my power to make him proud.
I know father is worried about Jedidiah. He’s been ill and I know father must be thin
