smiled and looked out towards the west. He hadn't told Scott, but when they were attacked, he hadn't thought about Sara. Instead, he saw a girl with black hair and dark eyes. He had begun to question whether or not his feelings for Sara were real.
14
The St. Paul's wagon train moved slowly towards the Fail and Grant Turner could now see the immense turrets of the castle. He saw the green and gold flag waving in the breeze, the grand bronze unicorn rising to the sun as it waved alongside the Stars and Stripes. He smiled, knowing that Alia made sure that the Stars and Stripes would always wave and that all children were taught the history of America and the other countries from before the War. Ellen Turner was now sitting with her husband and staring at the flag as well with a wistful look in her eye.
"It is beautiful."
Grant looked at his wife, her brown hair against her olive skin.
"Hmm, that it is."
She smiled for a moment then looked at Grant.
"I meant Lia Fail, Grant."
"Oh, did you?"
She smiled and turned, pulling herself back into the wagon as Grant laughed.
A rider came from the left of his wagon.
"Mr. President? There are wagons coming from the east of us."
"What is the flag they wave, Mr. Garrett?"
Reginald Garrett took binoculars from his saddlebag and raised them to look at the approaching convoy. He could see the blue and white flag with a giant Star of David blowing against the breeze.
Garrett lowered his binoculars.
"It looks like Bethel Israel, Sir."
Grant smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, Garrett. Please let everyone know that we'll be at the Gathering in about ten minutes."
Garrett smiled and nodded as he rode towards the rear of the train, yelling out their eminent arrival. Grant Turner looked over at his son, who was intently staring at the impending village.
"You alright, Son?"
Ian, startled, turned and looked at his father.
“Uh, yeah…I’m fine."
"You look nervous?"
"Me? Nah, I'm fine."
"Are you going to ask her?"
Ian Turner almost fell off his horse.
"Ask who what?"
"Ask Kaley Stark to marry you, of course?"
"I…wha…I…"
Grant eyed his son, who had turned a bright crimson, and smiled.
"Is that a yes or a no, Ian? We didn't drag Father McMahon all the way out here for nothing."
Ian started to get upset, but took a deep breath.
"I’m not even sure she feels that way about me, Dad. I mean we just danced and talked a little at the last Gathering. That hardly dictates undying love. Besides, I know for a fact that Father McMahon came for the beer."
Grant laughed and snapped the horses on towards the now visible gate and the vision of Alia Stark and Sean Lantry.
"Well, Son, you have a week to figure it out. Ellen, I can see Alia and Sean."
Ellen Turner popped her head back out from the wagon's cover. She strained to see and then raised her hand and waved excitedly.
Alia and Sean walked to the wagon as it stopped just outside the gates. Grant Turner jumped down and without thinking ran to Alia and picked her up in a giant bear hug. Laughing, he spun her around, until he remembered the protocol. He put her down and began to apologize. Alia shoved him.
"Oh, please, Grant."
Ellen Turner again popped out of the cover and jumped to the ground, grabbing Alia and hugging her. When she was done she turned to Sean and grabbed him as well. From around the corner came Rebecca, who jumped up on the wagon just as Hannah popped out. The girls had been friends since they were five years old and relished their time together at the Gatherings. Their squeals made Ian cringe as he dismounted his horse and walked over to say hello to Alia and Sean. The squealing continued, causing Jerry and Liam to jump out of the wagon and run over to the group. Jerry walked up to Alia.
"I can't take it."
Alia laughed and leaned over, hugging Jerry and Liam, which made Liam blush. Alia watched Ian approach
14
The St. Paul's wagon train moved slowly towards the Fail and Grant Turner could now see the immense turrets of the castle. He saw the green and gold flag waving in the breeze, the grand bronze unicorn rising to the sun as it waved alongside the Stars and Stripes. He smiled, knowing that Alia made sure that the Stars and Stripes would always wave and that all children were taught the history of America and the other countries from before the War. Ellen Turner was now sitting with her husband and staring at the flag as well with a wistful look in her eye.
"It is beautiful."
Grant looked at his wife, her brown hair against her olive skin.
"Hmm, that it is."
She smiled for a moment then looked at Grant.
"I meant Lia Fail, Grant."
"Oh, did you?"
She smiled and turned, pulling herself back into the wagon as Grant laughed.
A rider came from the left of his wagon.
"Mr. President? There are wagons coming from the east of us."
"What is the flag they wave, Mr. Garrett?"
Reginald Garrett took binoculars from his saddlebag and raised them to look at the approaching convoy. He could see the blue and white flag with a giant Star of David blowing against the breeze.
Garrett lowered his binoculars.
"It looks like Bethel Israel, Sir."
Grant smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, Garrett. Please let everyone know that we'll be at the Gathering in about ten minutes."
Garrett smiled and nodded as he rode towards the rear of the train, yelling out their eminent arrival. Grant Turner looked over at his son, who was intently staring at the impending village.
"You alright, Son?"
Ian, startled, turned and looked at his father.
“Uh, yeah…I’m fine."
"You look nervous?"
"Me? Nah, I'm fine."
"Are you going to ask her?"
Ian Turner almost fell off his horse.
"Ask who what?"
"Ask Kaley Stark to marry you, of course?"
"I…wha…I…"
Grant eyed his son, who had turned a bright crimson, and smiled.
"Is that a yes or a no, Ian? We didn't drag Father McMahon all the way out here for nothing."
Ian started to get upset, but took a deep breath.
"I’m not even sure she feels that way about me, Dad. I mean we just danced and talked a little at the last Gathering. That hardly dictates undying love. Besides, I know for a fact that Father McMahon came for the beer."
Grant laughed and snapped the horses on towards the now visible gate and the vision of Alia Stark and Sean Lantry.
"Well, Son, you have a week to figure it out. Ellen, I can see Alia and Sean."
Ellen Turner popped her head back out from the wagon's cover. She strained to see and then raised her hand and waved excitedly.
Alia and Sean walked to the wagon as it stopped just outside the gates. Grant Turner jumped down and without thinking ran to Alia and picked her up in a giant bear hug. Laughing, he spun her around, until he remembered the protocol. He put her down and began to apologize. Alia shoved him.
"Oh, please, Grant."
Ellen Turner again popped out of the cover and jumped to the ground, grabbing Alia and hugging her. When she was done she turned to Sean and grabbed him as well. From around the corner came Rebecca, who jumped up on the wagon just as Hannah popped out. The girls had been friends since they were five years old and relished their time together at the Gatherings. Their squeals made Ian cringe as he dismounted his horse and walked over to say hello to Alia and Sean. The squealing continued, causing Jerry and Liam to jump out of the wagon and run over to the group. Jerry walked up to Alia.
"I can't take it."
Alia laughed and leaned over, hugging Jerry and Liam, which made Liam blush. Alia watched Ian approach
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