Saga of the Ages - Softcover

Murray, Anne R.

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1524696765 ISBN 13: 9781524696764

Verlag: AuthorHouse, 2017

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Saga of the Ages is a fictional novel focused on the life of those before and during the beginning of the American Revolutionary War. It represents the birth of a new nation for the American people.

The setting is in Albany, New York, as characters are integrating into the original thirteen colonies. Life is not easy as the main characters seek to find comfort in their surroundings.

This book is set apart from other novels in that it depicts colonial life before and during the era. Some of the events and dates are true while the names of characters are fictitious.

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Saga of the Ages

By Anne R. Murray

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2017 Dr. Anne R. Murray, Ed.D.
All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-5246-9676-4

CHAPTER 1

Later that day ...

Charles was tired when he arrived home early that evening. It was dinnertime, around 6:00 p.m. Beth tried to have dinner by then, but she never knew when her husband would arrive home. She knew his missions were top secret. Beth didn't ask, but she was curious what he did during his absences. All she knew was that he worked for a branch of the government and everything was kept secretive.

Beth's fear came from rumors she heard as a child. She had heard that her father had affairs on her mother. Back then, there was nothing much the wife could do for infidelity. She usually tolerated his disloyalty and kept her mouth shut. Still, Charles was a nice-looking young man with dark blonde hair and brown eyes. He was fairly tall and slim with a medium complexion. He could attract the attention of women if he wanted to. She had to trust her husband that he wasn't having an affair. Trust was a strong part of their marriage. It was the foundation that held their family together.

Charles entered the house. He concealed the revolver in his coat pocket. The two older children, Timothy and Lawrence, were downstairs in the dining room doing their homework for the next school day. They attended a local school a few blocks away from their home. The youngest child Stephen was in the kitchen with Beth.

Beth eyed Charles in the hallway. "I've wondered when you were coming, my husband," Beth said.

"I have returned. Is dinner ready?" he asked. Charles sounded sort of grumpy.

"Tired? Was it a long trip?" she asked.

"You know I can not tell you any information," Charles replied. "Just tired from riding today. I will be leaving in the early morning."

"Leaving!" exclaimed Beth. "You just got home the other day from a mission."

"This can't wait. I am needed tomorrow evening somewhere," replied Charles.

"Beth, we have been all through this many times before. The wages I make affords us this home and gives the boys luxuries they wouldn't have otherwise. My father was quite poor when he came to America. He and my mother didn't have two cents to rub together when they married. Appreciate what you have."

Beth looked at her husband with her baby blue eyes and smiled. "I do appreciate all you have given me and the children. We are most comfortable, but I would rather see you more often," she said.

Charles took hold of Beth's right hand. "My love, there is no other woman, but you. You have to trust me on that. I am endeared to only you, my darling," he said.

"Then why all this secrecy? Can't you tell me anything?" she asked.

"Only that it is at top source. If I tell you anymore, your and the boys' lives would be in danger," Charles replied.

"Do you know how long you will be gone this time?" Beth asked.

"No, if it gets involved, it may take awhile," replied Charles.

Beth looked at her husband. She wondered how they ever had children. Charles was home only during short periods of time. She knew his work was important to him, but she missed him during his absences from home.

"You used to love to write and publish. Couldn't you get your editor's job back?" Beth asked.

Charles had worked as an editor for the town's newspaper, The Patriot. It was a desk job with scheduled hours, five days a week, something Charles hated; he didn't like structured hours and routine.

"I haven't had that job in over ten years. Besides, I only did it two years after we married. This job pays more," Charles said.

"I know it does, but it allowed you to come home everyday." Beth responded.

"That was before Timothy was born," Charles replied. Charles then changed the subject. "I'm starving. What is for dinner?"

"Your favorite – roasted duck with carrots and potatoes. I have mincemeat pie for dessert," Beth said. Beth brought the roasted duck into the dinning room. She placed the meal on the table. She asked the boys to remove their books off the table and prepare for dinner. She placed the youngest child next to her seat to help him fix his plate.

"Sounds delicious, I could eat a bear right now," Charles said. He then asked the family to bow their heads and pray. Charles was a religious man. He believed in God and faith. Even little Stephen bowed his head and folded his little hands in prayer. After the prayer, Charles stood up to cut the duck. Each person got a slice. Beth helped Stephen with his slice. She scooped him a spoonful of carrots and potatoes. There was buttered bread served, as well. Charles ate to his heart's content. Beth was not only quite pretty, she was an excellent cook.

After dinner, Beth cleaned the dishes as Charles played with his son Stephen. Timothy and Lawrence finished their homework and went upstairs to prepare for bedtime. Usually they were in bed by 8:00 p.m. on a school night.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Beth took Stephen upstairs to change him for bedtime. She was tired and decided to change for bedtime and then go to bed. Sometimes, she joined Charles downstairs in front of the fireplace. They would hold hands or cuddle on the sofa. At other times, they would drink a glass of brandy together. Not tonight, Beth was tired and somewhat disturbed by Charles' leaving again.

Charles remained downstairs. There, while everyone else was upstairs, he sat down in the living room chair near the fireplace. The lamp on the table allowed him to read the fine print. He then carefully unraveled the papers Mr. Fortson gave him earlier today. Charles's identity was changed to Sir Albert Newburg, a descendant from the royal family of Great Britain. His home was a mansion in Virginia. Charles would have to practice a Virginia accent, different from his New York dialect. Charles would check into the inn downtown in Georgetown by evening. Once checked in, he would settle in for the night. The next morning, however, he would be going over to the State House (now known as Capitol Hill) to start his investigation. There would be other Federal agents there to assist him. His coach driver would check into another inn to not look conspicuous. They would meet up later on.

Charles read more information and the details known. He feared Beth would come downstairs any minute. He kept his eyes glued to the papers, yet looked up at the staircase every once in a while. Finally, he finished reading. He took the papers to the fireplace, where a fire was ignited. He placed the papers down on the burning logs. He watched the papers burn up in flames. He was not allowed to take notes from the information. Destroying the papers not only protected them from getting into the wrong hands, it kept his family safe. The less they knew, the better and safer they were.

It was already past 9:00 p.m. Charles went upstairs to the master bedroom. He lit the lamp by his bedside. Beth was already in bed asleep. How peaceful she looked. Being as quiet as he could, Charles got out his traveler's bag and packed for his stay in Georgetown. He packed clothes for a week. He wasn't sure how long he would be there. He hoped it wasn't for long.

Charles changed into his nightclothes and slid into bed beside Beth. How pretty she looked. Beth was a living beauty in her time with a 23-inch waistline. She was still lovely - only the few pounds added to the waistline with the births of three babies. Her light brown hair extended down the length of her back and she had the softest blue eyes. They seemed to stare at you as if looking straight through you. She...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: AuthorHouse
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2017
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1524696765
• ISBN 13: 9781524696764
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 298
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