Chapter 9
2015Mary opened her eyes in the dark, not surprised to hear chattering teeth, to feel violent trembling. The air in her tent was again freezing. She didn’t need her light to know the same girl was huddled tight against her.
“Here we are again. My name is Mary Robbins. Can you at least tell me your name? Or what’s happening this time?”
“Can’t remember my name before I married J.W. Been up here crying for him too long.” Mary felt her take a deep breath and hold it for several seconds. She let it out with a whoosh, and spoke for the first time without that terrible fear. “Corrie Belle. Corrie Belle Gartin.”
Both women jumped at whistling steam right outside the tent. If this messed up dream with Corrie Belle had set itself to repeat, Mary would meet it head on.
“I’m going to se
