“Oh, bearer of my heart,” mumbled Allie, gazing across the lake to the new growth of Spanish moss that hung like old men’s beards from the tall cypress trees… The color of the moss reminded her of Thomas’s eyes. It had been over a month since she had felt his tender touch upon her skin or gazed into his moss green eyes. Now, all this talk of war threatened to separate them even further. His ship was due to dock …show more content…
The war effort will need planters like me to provide food and livestock for those that fight this war. Soldiers cannot do much fighting on empty stomachs or with bare feet…” He stopped as if he had thought of something but did not want to voice it. Allie knew her father well enough not to question him; he would shrug it off as ‘nothing for her to worry about‘- that was exactly what worried her.
“Don’t worry your head about it, child,” he said. “Thomas will be fine- If he has any sense about him, he’ll marry you and take you with him when he leaves.”
“No, Papa, I cannot leave y’all if the South is going to war- I would not be able to rest for worrying.”
“War is dangerous- it changes things, Allie… If you wait, your marriage may not come about, what then. Marry him while you have the chance to start a life of your own. I have confidence that Thomas will see to your safety if you’re with him- that is something I cannot guarantee here…”
“But, Pa-”
“No buts about it,” he said, cutting her off, “I will talk to Thomas when he comes. Please advise him that I need to have a sit down with him.” With that, her father patted her on the arm, excused himself, turned, and walked away, leaving Allie standing there feeling as if her heart was torn in pieces and each piece had slowly sank to the pit of her