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River Runs Deep
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2025-01-07 02:00:39*Isabella*
Tension is palpable as we stand next to the wagon on the edge of the river, listenin’ to Sanders and Burns bark out orders to everyone. It’s rained a good spell the last few days, and the river was too swollen for us to cross when we expected to.
It’s irritatin’, bein’ here on this side of the water when we all wanna be on the other. Whenever I complain, Pa just tells me to get used to it. Such is life. It’s gonna be this way all along the path that leads to our new home, and that’s one a the reasons that wagon trains never make it on time.
There are others–like everybody dies…. I try not to think on that one too much.
The rain let up late last night. This mornin’ Pa and the alleged leaders of our group went out to check out the situation. Pa still thinks the water is too high and we oughtta wait. Sanders and Burns disagree. Since my pa ain’t actually in charge, he
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