Theyâ€™re not only separated by what they believe in, but by more than 150 years when my heroine travels back to 1862.
Here is an excerpt when my heroine, Liberty Jordan, a re-enactor from today disguised as a Confederate officer, meets up with Pauletta Sue Buckingham when Liberty escapes from the clutches of a dastardly sergeant in a Union prison camp. Pauletta Sue sees her running across the field and races after her in her buggy and carriage. Believing her to be a young Southern man, she offers her refuge:
â€œYou must be brave, sir. The cause needs you,â€ the woman whispered with urgency, startling Liberty.
So thatâ€™s why she helped her. She was a Confederate sympathizer. Here? In a Union camp?
Would they both be shot?
â€œHurry, get in,â€ she ordered. â€œThe bluecoats are coming.â€
Holding onto the side of the carriage, Liberty lifted herself up when suddenly she felt her feet give way from underneath her. Damn, she hadnâ€™t counted on the slippery step glistening with dew. It caught her unaware and threw her off balance. She lost her footing on the soggy, wet earth, staggered, then with a loud plop, landed on the ground, the wind knocked out of her.
Her officerâ€™s wide brim hat flying off her head.
Liberty heard the woman gasp when her long reddish-blond hair tumbled down her back like a cascade of corn silk popping up out of its stalk.
â€œYouâ€™re a woman,â€ the Southerner cried out, her hand going to her mouth.
â€œHavenâ€™t you ever seen a girl in pants before?â€ Liberty said, a weak smile curling over her lips. She was surprised the woman didnâ€™t faint.
â€œDear Lord, the soldiers mustnâ€™t find out youâ€™re a female,â€ she said, taking charge. â€œNo telling what theyâ€™d do, seeing they have the manners of a country hog.â€ Holding up her skirts, she climbed out of the carriage to retrieve Libertyâ€™s brim hat.
â€œThen you wonâ€™t give me away?â€ Liberty asked, surprised. The Southern belle was no pushover.
â€œYou fool girl. I admire what youâ€™re doing, but the Yankees will never understand what we women will do for the cause. Even if we suffer from a broken heart, weâ€™ll never give up,â€ she said with an emotion so deep it surprised Liberty. She handed her hat back to her. â€œRun! Iâ€™ll hold them off. You can take shelter in the old mill down the road till morning. Thereâ€™s a secret hiding place behind the pantry.â€
How did she know that?
Liberty had no time to ponder the belle and her cause. Instead, she pulled the soggy hat back onto her head and muttered her thanks. She lifted her chin, the sun hitting her cheeks with its fading rays and revealing her face. Before she could pull down the brim of her hat, the woman grabbed her hand.
â€œWait,â€ the dark-haired beauty muttered with surprise. Or was it shock? â€œWho are you, Missy?â€’
â€œNobody, maâ€™amâ€”â€ Liberty began, her breath catching in her chest when she saw blue-uniformed soldiers on horseback racing toward them, kicking up dust. She had to get out of here, now.
â€œI demand to know who you are, where youâ€™re from.â€ The Confederate woman pulled the veil off her face framed by dark hair. â€œAnd why you look like me.â€
Yes, that’s Pauletta Sue on the left and Liberty on the right in the graphic at the top of the page. The two women are twins except for their hair color. Not only are they on opposite sides, but they both vie for the same man…course, I can’t tell what happens…but sparks fly and it isn’t just on the battlefield…
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