Gratefully, the others had left me alone in my misery. And now the darkness of the night shielded me from their prying eyes. The men were too busy rejoicing at being reunited with their wives and children. And they were eating from among the provisions Collin’s servants had brought out to them after we’d arrived on Goodrich land several hours ago. “O Father in heaven, forgive my trespasses,” I whispered, rocking back and forth. My eyes burned, my throat ached, and my entire body keened with such longing, I wanted to cry. Except that I’d already shed all the tears I could, and now I had none left. I’d prayed all the prayers I knew, and now I could only kneel before God, speechless, broken, and empty. The soft laughter of the families gathered around blazing fires beckoned me to return to the camp. But the sight of the mound of warm blankets, the piles of fresh food, and the assortment of supplies they would need to start new lives only mocked me.
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