Chapter 58

“Mama’s right, Papa. Charlie hasn’t had her nap.”

Papa didn’t look reassured, but he hadn’t lived with the baby of the family for the past three years. It would take a while for her to get used to him, time they really didn’t have now.

George rubbed his arm, then put on his coat and hat and led the way through the kitchen and out the door.

“She doesn’t know me. Even Noelle doesn’t remember me very much.”

“This damned war.” He bit his lip, waiting for Papa to scold him for swearing, but Papa just strode into the stable. George knew Papa was upset when he didn’t chide George for his language. “The war will be over soon, won’t it?”

“I hope so. Both sides are war weary, but the South can’t go on for much longer. They just don’t have the supplies.”

Damned war

And it might be time to change the subject. “How’s Sunrise, Papa?” he asked as they saddled the horses.