Chapter Nine - The Blood River

March 3, 1742

January and February were good for us. We rested. Keara looked great. She was back to her healthy self. Erich was growing stronger and doing very well. He had already grown into a loud child, and he sure knew how to cry. Bianca was growing like a weed, and starting to crawl everywhere! The kid ate everything she saw off the floor and ground. I had given up.