“Ma'am we were sent by the Lieutenant to get you,” he said politely. “Your husband's regiment has returned, and he is very anxious to see you.”
Rachel grabbed her shawl, looked in the broken mirror over the dresser to adjust her bonnet, and locked her door as she left. She happily followed the two young soldiers downstairs. Rachel almost skipped to the front desk, gave the innkeeper the key to her room, and hurried out to the waiting carriage.
The two young soldiers took her to Phillip's quarters within the fort and left her standing outside of his room. Rachel took a deep breath, straightened her bonnet, and knocked on his door. There was no response. She knocked again. The door opened, and Phillip stood there looking at her. Rachel threw her arms out to him, but he did not respond in l
