Dreadnought
“The man holding the nearest horse’s lead said to the group, “Everyone on board. Line’s shifting. Everybody’s got to go while the going’s good.”
“Where are we going?” demanded Gordon Rand even as he hastened to follow instructions.
He was helping the elderly woman up the back gate and into the makeshift carriage when the second newcomer replied. “Fort Chattanooga.”
“How far away is that?” he inquired further.
“Better part of thirty miles.”
Larsen exclaimed, “We’re going to ride thirty miles in that?”
And the first man answered, “No, you’re going to ride two miles in this, and then the rail will take you the rest of the way.”
“We’re outside Cleveland? That’s what the captain said,” Mercy said, fishing for confirmation of anything at all.
“That’s right.” The second Reb had hair so dark, it gleamed blue in the light of the lanterns. He gave her a wink and a nod that were meant to be friendly. “But come on, now. Everybody aboard.”
The captain lingered by the Zephyr while the elderly couple... settled in.MoreLess
“Where are we going?” demanded Gordon Rand even as he hastened to follow instructions.
He was helping the elderly woman up the back gate and into the makeshift carriage when the second newcomer replied. “Fort Chattanooga.”
“How far away is that?” he inquired further.
“Better part of thirty miles.”
Larsen exclaimed, “We’re going to ride thirty miles in that?”
And the first man answered, “No, you’re going to ride two miles in this, and then the rail will take you the rest of the way.”
“We’re outside Cleveland? That’s what the captain said,” Mercy said, fishing for confirmation of anything at all.
“That’s right.” The second Reb had hair so dark, it gleamed blue in the light of the lanterns. He gave her a wink and a nod that were meant to be friendly. “But come on, now. Everybody aboard.”
The captain lingered by the Zephyr while the elderly couple... settled in.MoreLess
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