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Chapter One Fort Tye, Wisconsin 1840 The fort loomed like a fairy tale against the sparkling river
Chapter One
Chapter Two What a wondrous night. Marie let the screen door slap shut behind her and padded across
Chapter Two
Chapter Three “You’re late.” Marie pulled out the wooden chair and eased onto the tapestried cushio
Chapter Three
Chapter Four The wonder of Marie’s day remained even when the front door slammed open with the forc
Chapter Four
Chapter Five A dog’s welcoming bark shattered the serene lakeside meadow. Loons and warblers rose f
Chapter Five
Chapter Six The stars blazed in a velvet black sky so bright they hurt Night Hawk’s eyes. But on a
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven The cozy, quiet sounds of children working out math problems on their slates filled t
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight Night Hawk watched as dawn came in gentle awakenings. Of light. Of life. Of color. Th
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine “We cannot stay long,” Spring Rain explained as she halted her pony. “Morning Star ins
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten “You didn’t tell him?” Night Hawk’s anger boomed like thunder across the lake. “You pro
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven “Marie.” The male voice seemed to come out of the night’s darkness. “Night Hawk.” Sh
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve She wouldn’t look at him all through the meal. Night Hawk thought of nothing else as
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen Night Hawk woke to the new day long before dawn came. The memory of holding Marie
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen “Whoa! That’s enough, boys,” Night Hawk called down to his team of draft horses. T
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen He felt dead inside, as frozen as the ice at his feet. The pathway to her house had
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen Night Hawk watched the bird wobble on his shaky descent. The injured hawk was almos
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen The miles passed, and Marie felt the baby within her strengthen and grow. Traveli
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen “This is all your fault,” Henry Lafayette boomed in the doctor’s small parlor. Nig
Chapter Eighteen
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