Chapter Six
Elizabeth joined her siblings as they marched in a silent but not orchestrated cadence - each with thoughts of their own, each one a different character from a distant place and a different time. The neighborhood changed and slowly the woods unfolded with James in front, (he was always in the front), Patrick and Katherine fighting for second, (a common occurrence since birth), and Elizabeth bringing up the rear.
Once inside the maze of trees and undergrowth, the children ran straight toward a large oak tree. At the foot of the tree, a large female squirrel lay dead as a door knob. The sun peeked through and cast a glow on the four children as they solemnly looked at the dead animal. Patrick got as close as he could without touching the squirrel with his nose.
“Yep, she’s dea
