Dark Chaos (# 4 in the Bregdan Chronicles Historical Fiction Romance Series) by Dye Ginny

Author:Dye, Ginny [Dye, Ginny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A Voice In The World Publishing
Published: 2010-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

Carrie was glad when the sun sank below the horizon. They were several miles out of town and had not been challenged, but she yearned for the protective covering of night. She thought longingly of all the trails weaving through the woods that were unknown to all but locals who used them. There was no way the wagon would fit on them. The only choice was the main road, appallingly open and wide. She fingered the pistol in her waistband and wondered whether she could really use it to shoot a Union soldier. She shuddered and turned her mind to other things.

Carrie could hardly wait to get to the plantation. Fall was always one of her favorite times of the year. Trees were turning in Richmond, but she longed for the wide open spaces of the plantation, burnished by the gold, red, and yellow leaves of autumn. She tried to relax enough to enjoy the canopy of colorful trees she and Hobbs were rumbling through now but finally gave up. Every muscle in her body was strung tightly in anticipation of Federal soldiers

“What you thinking about over there?” Hobbs asked quietly.

Carrie knew it would do no good to talk about her fears. “I’m wondering whether Sam and Opal and the kids are still there. Wondering how many of Father’s people have stayed.” She paused. “I’ve heard so many stories of plantations being destroyed. I guess I’m mostly just hoping our home is still there.” She heard a sharp crack and snapped her head up but then relaxed as a deer bounded across the road in front of them. “I don’t know what I’ll do if I have to go home and tell Father that Cromwell Plantation has been burned. I think it would completely kill him.”

“He’s living to go back there, ain’t he?”

“I think so,” Carrie mused. “He left the plantation to bury himself in politics after Mother died, but I think he dreams of going back every day now. The war has drained him. It’s turned him old. I think he hopes the plantation will give him back some of what’s been taken.” Hobbs nodded then concentrated on his driving once more. Carrie was content to be left with her thoughts.

It was past midnight when Hobbs turned onto the narrow drive leading to the plantation. Carrie sat straight in her seat, gripped by both excitement and dread. She yearned to speed up time and be there. Another part of her wanted to slow it down - to delay the discovery of her home destroyed.

“We’re almost there,” Hobbs said cheerfully. “I reckon we outsmarted them Yankees this time.”

Carrie clasped her hands and leaned forward. A pale moon cast its milky glow over the pastures lining both sides of the road. She longed to glance over and see Granite cantering beside the fence. She smiled as she remembered how eagerly he would prance around the gate until she came to greet him. At least she knew Granite was alive and well, stabled in her father’s small barn until Robert came back from Europe.

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