A Revolutionary Moment (Chapter seven)

by Aimee in ...I don't know. HOLY CROW, I'M LOST!!!!!!!!!

Chapter Seven:

The next day was Sunday and it was, once again, spent in church. The church was just as beautiful as before, and the preacher just as wise. But for some reason, nothing could hold her attention. Her mind kept traveling back to the memories of yesterday, and how Trevor had promised an escape plan. Not only that, but he had kissed her right before he left. This had confused her for a while, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized she….liked him. This whole notion had her mind spinning, and she didn’t even realize the church service had ended until Mary tugged on her elbow telling her to get up.

Slightly dazed, Aimee rose and followed Mary out the door where she stopped to join Randall and talk with some friends. While they were distracted, Aimee hurried off to find Abby. Aimee found her standing beside her parents. Aimee waved quickly for Abby to join her in one of the pews. They sat and Abby began to open her mouth to talk, but Aimee cut her off quickly, whispering “Did you hear about the war?”

“Yes. I can’t believe it’s actually starting. This is all so wrong! What are we to do, though?”

“I saw Trevor yesterday,” Aimee said, blushing slightly when she said his name. Abby’s eyes narrowed slightly in response, but she said nothing. “He said he thinks he can find a way to sneak all of us out to America. He told me to tell you and Claire to meet at the apple stand in the town square at about noon on Saturday. He said he thinks he can find the cargo ship schedule and get us on there in time to get to America and help.”

 “Ok. I’ll be there. We were going to make an apple pie for dinner on Saturday, so
I can just volunteer to go get them.”

“Good. I’ll see you then,” Aimee replied just as Mary called her from across the church.

Aimee got up swiftly and hurried to Mary’s side. The family slipped into the night and into their carriage where they, once again, rode away from the temple of God.

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Monday was usual. Mary and Aimee did the chores and Randall came home for dinner. But they didn’t go to the Johnson’s, nor did they have plans to. Aimee couldn’t just ignore it and hope they met up soon.

            “So…um…Mar, er, Mom, I was thinking we should go see the Johnson’s soon. We haven’t talked to them in a while.”

            “You know, Aimee, your absolutely right. Randall, when you see Billy at work, will you ask him if they are available for tea on Wednesday?”

            “Of course, my dear,” Randall answered immediately.

            Aimee was surprised. She hadn’t realized that Randall and Billy worked together. How convenient. And now she was going to be able to see Claire soon. Everything would be okay.