Chapter 4
Philadelphia, 1764
The dirt road had turned to mud with the spring rain, soaking everything and clinging to his boots, making each step feel as if he were lifting a thousand pounds off of the ground. The horses must’ve felt the same way, dragging the wagon to town. If they hadn’t been out of some necessities, Christian would’ve waited to go, but he knew how important it was to his mother to have the items on her shopping list, so he’d fought the weather to come procure them. If he’d gone a little further into town, he could’ve benefited from the newly paved roads, but Christian had his reasons for choosing this particular shopping area, and little of it had to do with the fact that his mother preferred this neighborhood.
A break in the showers was a welcome change for everyone
