The Colonel - A Will Starr Christmas Story

The Colonel - A Will Starr Christmas Story



He was aware only of the pain. Waves of unrelenting torment were punctuated by moments of sheer agony. He tried to tear at it, but he was unable to move his hands. Then, for a long time, he knew nothing at all.

“Colonel? Can you hear me? I want you to take another dose of this before your pain comes back.”

Another dose? Dose of what? Colonel Jacob Cross of the 5th Iowa Cavalry fought away the cobwebs and slowly regained consciousness. His left shoulder still ached fiercely, but it was now tolerable. In the firelight, he could see a detached face floating in front of him.

“You took a bullet to the shoulder, Colonel. I got it out, but I also took out quite a few bone shards, so I can’t guarantee that you’ll ever use that arm again. You damn near bled to death before I could cauterize your wound, but I think you’ll make it now.”

He put a bottle to the Colonel’s mouth. “This is laudanum Colonel. It tastes awful, but it’ll ease the pain. Take a big swig of it if you can, Sir”

Colonel Cross tried to take the bottle with his right hand, but it was tied to his belt.

“I had to tie your hand, Sir, to keep you from digging at the wound. As soon as you gain your full faculties, I’ll cut it loose.”

Colonel Cross nodded his understanding and then drank the evil tasting laudanum. In a few minutes, he was asleep.

The morning sun felt warm and good on his face. He heard someone bustling about, but he kept his eyes closed for a few moments as his memory returned. Yesterday, he became separated in battle from his men and was reining around to rejoin the fray when something slammed into his left shoulder and knocked him off his horse. He hit his head hard in the fall, and then all went black.

Finally, Colonel Cross opened his eyes. To his utter astonishment, the face he had seen last night belonged to a young man dressed in a gray Confederate uniform, and he was bending over him with a concerned look on his face.

“Good morning Colonel. What condition do you find yourself in, if I may ask?”

“Well hell, Sergeant, you’re a Johnny Reb!”

The young man grinned. “Well Sir, that’s debatable. I was a Confederate sergeant yesterday to be sure, but today, I’m a civilian again and soon to be on my way back to Texas.”

At the Colonel’s puzzled expression, the sergeant explained.

“It seems the war is over Colonel. General Lee surrendered to General Grant three days ago at Appomattox. A Yankee courier delivered the news late yesterday under cover of a white flag.”

He pointed at the wounded shoulder. “I’m going to put that in a sling, and you should avoid moving it for at least two weeks. After that, whether you regain the use of it again is up to you and the Good Lord. It will take a lot of will and it will hurt like hell Sir, but there it is.”

Colonel Cross nodded. “Thank Sergeant for what you’ve done, but I must ask how you knew what to do?”

‘I was studying to be a surgeon before this awful war, Colonel, and I was a surgeon’s helper before we were overrun last month. I’ve patched up men from both sides so my conscience is clear. Now I’ll return to my studies.”

He held out his hand to Colonel Cross who took it. “I’ll tell your boys where to find you Sir, and I wish you God Speed. I’m on my way back to Texas.”

Hannah Cross smiled across the dinner table as her husband silenced her rambunctious sons with a mere look. In the intervening ten years after the war, their marriage produced five fine sons and Julia, the youngest.

After losing her entire family to an Indian raid as a twelve year old child, Hannah was raised by John and Rebecca Fulton, the family she was visiting when the massacre took place. The Fultons lived next door to the Cross family and her beloved Jacob, so they grew up together. Jacob first proposed when he was fourteen, and she accepted. He then proposed every year thereafter, and she happily accepted each time. But the day Jacob turned twenty-one, he sealed his promise with one of the new engagement rings that were coming into style. That made their engagement official, and Hannah’s heart soared.

Then came the War.

As an outstanding college student, Jacob Cross was quickly commissioned as an officer and a gentleman. After a few weeks of intense training, he returned home to his family and Hannah. She thought they should marry before he left, but he refused. She was devastated until he explained his reasons.

“I must keep my mind as clear as possible if I am to survive, Hannah. It will be difficult enough not to think of you every waking minute my sweetheart, without the additional burden of fearing for the future of my wife should I be lost in battle. And should I be lost, it will be far easier for you to marry another if you were never wed.”

He took out his handkerchief and dabbed at her wet cheeks.

“I will come back to you as soon as I can Hannah, and take you for my bride if you are willing to wait. That I promise if Providence is willing. Will you wait?”

Hannah looked at him unflinchingly and straight in the eye, her face set and determined.

“I will wait until hell freezes over for you, Jacob Cross! You should know that by now!”

She angrily stamped her foot for emphasis and the tears began to well in her eyes.

Jacob Cross was startled. He had never heard her use the slightest of profanities. But now he knew for certain where her heart was, so he kissed her and mounted his horse.

“I will return, Hannah. Somehow I now know that I will return.”

She watched until he rode out of sight. Then she sat on the porch swing rocking quietly for the rest of the afternoon, her heart at ease. Jacob would be back and she would become Hannah Cross. Somehow she knew it would come to pass. There was no longer the slightest doubt and she was finally at peace.

Jacob Cross knew that war was always a filthy enterprise, but he was ill prepared for the terrible shock of the bloody and endless carnage. Soldiers who were mere boys lay everywhere, their bodies torn in death and those who were still alive stumbled around in silence, their haunted eyes staring vacantly in horror. Any thoughts of glory, whether among officers or enlisted men, were long gone, wafted away on the uneasy winds of war along with the awful stench of battle and bodies.

After several desperate battle successes, Jacob Cross was promoted to Colonel and probably would have become a general if the war had not abruptly ended. But Jacob Cross had no interest in a military career. He was interested only in returning to Iowa and Hannah.

The Fulton family wanted to make their adopted daughter’s wedding a gala event but the war had depleted their resources, so an understanding Hannah asked them to plan a small and intimate ceremony instead. But when Jonah Cross, Jacob’s father and longtime friend of Harold Fulton heard of it, he quietly offered to finance whatever Hannah originally planned as long as no one knew where the money came from. After all, he was the local banker and could easily afford it. The offer was accepted, and Jacob Cross took Hannah for his bride with everyone in town attending. It was the social event of the year.

After that, Jacob set out to complete his education, and became a lawyer. He was offered a position at a local law firm and he accepted. After several successful cases, he was offered a partnership and he accepted that too, so they bought a house. Then came the children, like clockwork.

They were not yet wealthy, but they wanted for nothing. Then Jacob Cross Junior fell desperately ill with an unknown malady. No treatment seemed to make any difference, and they helplessly watched their healthy son slowly wither away in the local hospital.

Their puzzled family doctor called on one of the teaching physicians from the new college of medicine at the University of Iowa who promptly diagnosed and treated him during a short visit. In a few weeks Jacob Junior was still weak but recovering, just in time to celebrate the relatively new national holiday of Thanksgiving.

Hannah Cross loved Christmas. It was one of her fondest memories as a girl while her lost family was still alive, so she was determined to bring the same joy to her own family.

The tree was decorated with all sorts of baubles and trinkets. Long strings of threaded popcorn with ribbon bows completed the majesty. Presents were wrapped and under the tree, and little Julia was staring in wonder at it all as her oldest brother watched over her from his chair. He was still weak, but well on his way to recovery.

The dining table was covered with dishes for their guests to sample as they chatted with others. On the back porch, the men were gathered around a cherry-red wood stove, happily smoking their cigars and toasting one another with Jacob’s prize whiskey.

There was a knock on the door, and Jacob opened it. A gust of cold air and a few stray flakes of snow came in along with Bartholomew Peabody, their family doctor and another man.

“Merry Christmas, Jacob, and I hope you’ll forgive my impertinence for bringing along a stranger, but I suspect you won’t mind, because this is the doctor who correctly diagnosed young Jacob Junior. Doctor, allow me to present Jacob Cross, your young patient’s father!”

For a brief moment the two men examined each other, and then the doctor smiled at Jacob.

“How’s the arm, Colonel?”

Jacob Cross broke out in a broad grin and grabbed the doctor’s hands with both of his.

“Well I’ll be damned! I thought I knew that face! It's the sergeant, and my shoulder healed up just like you said it would!” He excitedly turned to Hannah. “This doctor makes a habit of patching up men of the Cross family! He’s the man who fixed up my shoulder and sent me back to you, and he’s also the man who treated young Jacob!”

He held out his hand to a smiling Hannah who took it and stood beside her husband.

“This is my wife Hannah, and you must forgive me Sergeant, or should I say Doctor, because my mind was in a laudanum induced fog at the time, so I fear I have forgotten your name."

The doctor bowed to a smiling Hannah.

“My name is Robert Francis Kelsey, ma’am, at your service”

Jacob heard a gasp and turned to a suddenly ashen Hannah who was staring at the doctor intently, her eyes taking in his face and searching his features. Then her hands flew to her mouth, and tears began flowing down her cheeks.

“Oh my Dear Lord in Heaven! Oh my Lord!”

Jacob looked at his sobbing wife in bewilderment as several ladies rushed to her aid and seated her gently.Then realization seemed to dawn on Doctor Kelsey and he spoke to Hannah in hushed tones.

“Wait! Hannah you said? Your name is Hannah? Could it possibly be Hannah Jane Kelsey? Daughter of Harlan and Molly Kelsey?” His lower lip quivered slightly as he spoke.

Hannah nodded, her face still in her hands and Dr Kelsey paled.

"Glory be to God! Then you're my missing sister Hannah! I've found you at last!"

Hannah sobbed and nodded again. One of the ladies offered her a kerchief.

Doctor Kelsey turned to Jacob excitedly.

"I said nothing at the time Colonel, but I was not the first to find you after you were shot. There were two other soldiers and they were preparing to kill you because we did not yet know the war was over. For some reason, I was compelled to stop them and when they wanted to proceed anyway, I drew my pistol down on them and ordered them to leave you be or I would surely send them to hell. With that, they grudgingly left and I attended to you. At the time, I thought I had lost my senses by saving a damn Yankee."

He paused and looked at his sister for a moment. Then he turned to Jacob again.

"Now I know why Providence intervened and compelled me to spare your life, Colonel. If I had not stopped them, this moment would never have happened."

Hannah's sobbing ebbed, and after a few moments, she held her hand out to her husband who helped her up. She composed herself and attempted to dry her eyes. Then she took Jacob’s hand again, leaning against him as she gathered herself. Finally, she stood on her own and lifted her head with a tearful smile.

“Jacob, may I present Bobby Kelsey, the beloved little brother I thought I lost all those years ago.”

Doctor Kelsey stepped forward and put his arms gently around his much smaller sister. He held her for a long time before he began to speak.

“I was out in a field playing with my pony, Hannah, when I heard the gunshots and saw the Indians. I tried to run, but they caught me and took me away...but not before I saw the bodies. Later, when I was about five, a fur trader purchased me from the tribe and took me to his wife in Texas. They tried to locate you Hannah, but all I knew was our family names. Finally they gave up and raised me themselves, but I always hoped I would find you and thank God I finally did.”

At last, the doctor released his sister and turned to Jacob.

“May I shake your hand again Jacob, this time as your brother-in-law?”

“You certainly may Doctor, and then I’ll introduce you to the nephews you have not yet met and to your niece! You have quite a family, Doctor Kelsey!”

“Would you please call me Bob, Jacob? I’d like that.”

“Bob it is and welcome home. We’ll have the Merriest Christmas ever!”

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Becky Katz 24 months ago from Hereford, AZ

The strangest coincidences occur in real life, and you have made this fictitious one very emotional. Wonderful story Will.


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always exploring 24 months ago from Southern Illinois

Another wonderful story told in Will Starr's unique way. Loved it! Merry Christmas....


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Sunshine625 24 months ago from Orlando, FL

A beautiful Christmas tale. I, along with my husband, who is your latest fan really enjoyed this story. Merry Christmas!


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suziecat7 24 months ago from Asheville, NC

What would we do without your Christmas stories? Thank you so much for this wonderful tale.


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RachaelOhalloran 24 months ago from United States

Oh Will, another heartfelt and warm story just in time for Christmas. Thank you.


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RNMSN 24 months ago from Tucson, Az

I can always count on being uplifted and surprised by your stories Will :)I and all Hubbers sure do love the way you write!!!!!!!


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Jackie Lynnley 24 months ago from The Beautiful South

Heartwarming story Will; I enjoyed it so very much. ^+


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Nell Rose 24 months ago from England

Hi Will, what a great story, and a lovely twist! sometimes coincidences do the most amazing things!


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annart 24 months ago from SW England

What a great story, Will! A lovely one for Christmas time too. After all that fighting and agony there must have been some who found peace and happiness and were so grateful for family life once more.

Thanks for a heart-warming, emotional story for a chilly winter's night!

Ann


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Snakesmum 24 months ago from Victoria, Australia

Enjoyed your story, and it made me think of Karma - good, this time.


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Old Poolman 24 months ago from Rural Arizona

Perfect ending to another great day, thanks for sharing my friend. And Merry Christmas to you and your lovely wife.


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vocalcoach 24 months ago from Nashville Tn.

I really enjoyed this story Will. Your characters come to life. I get caught up in the emotional content and love it.

You're a treasure. Happy holidays to you and yours.

Love and hugs,

Audrey


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cam8510 24 months ago from Columbus, Georgia until the end of November 2016.

Thanks for the exciting and heart warming tale, Will. Merry Christmas.


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bravewarrior 24 months ago from Central Florida

What a wonderful story, Will! This gave me goosebumps. Who would have ever thought after all those years that the remaining Kelseys would be reunited. Talk about Kismet!


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Jodah 24 months ago from Queensland Australia

there are certainly some strange coincidences in life Will. This was a heart warming story and a happy ending for all involved. Just what we need to get into the Christmas spirit. Thanks for sharing.


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billybuc 24 months ago from Olympia, WA

I can always count on a twist at the end of your stories that leaves me wanting more and wondering why I didn't see it coming. Your writing is as comfortable as my favorite chair, my friend.


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breakfastpop 24 months ago

What a wonderful story! Your endings are always a welcome surprise. Up, beautiful and awesome,


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Ginn Navarre 24 months ago

Oh yes, MY DEAR FRIEND we can always count on you---YOU NAILED IT.


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Becky!

How do you like Arizona after a year or so?


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Ruby Jean, and have a great Christmas!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Linda, and tell your husband I appreciate his support!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Suzanne, and have a super Carolina Christmas!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Rachael! Have a Merry Christmas!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Barb! Great to see you!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Jackie!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Nell!

In the old west, families were sometimes separated for years and then had chance reunions!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Ann! Have a Merry Christmas across the pond!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Jean, and a have a warm Christmas down under!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Mike and a Merry Christmas to you and lovely Sue!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Audrey for those kind words!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thanks Cam! Watch out for those Christmas bears!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Shauna!

Kismet indeed!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Jodah for the kind words!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Bill!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Patti!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Ginn!


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annart 24 months ago from SW England

You have a wonderful Christmas too!

Ann


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Wayne Brown 24 months ago from Texas

You never fail to either surprise or please your reader with these tales, Will. This one is joyous!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, Wayne!


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Becky Katz 24 months ago from Hereford, AZ

Will, we have only been here for 8 months, but we love it. We have lived in AZ before. Up in the Cottonwood area, and in Kingman.


DJ Anderson 24 months ago

Oh, what a lovely story, Will.

Your timing is perfect with Christmas right around the corner.

Thank you for this charming story.

And, Merry Christmas,

DJ.


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you DJ!


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Lady Guinevere 24 months ago from West Virginia

That was really good. At first I was thinking Gone With The Wind type storie and then near the end where he was taken away and the Indiands raised him..I thought of this town and the Indian Massacre that happened and they took someone away and that story goes on. I shall post it some day. I loved your story. Christmas is the time for re-unions of all kinds.


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Genna East 24 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

That “Johnny Reb” was a good lad. So was Jacob. When we think of the millions who lost their lives in that carnage you aptly described, it is unimaginable. I thought it odd that a man of Jacob’s character didn’t ask the Reb sergeant his name. But I waited, thinking you had one of your brilliant twists in store for us. I was not disappointed…I never am with your wonderful stories, Will. This one brought tears; in the truest spirit of Christmas, it finds the heart in all the ways that matter most. Voted up ++ and shared.


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Genna East 24 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

Sorry, Will...I meant to type hundreds of thousands of lives -- not millions.


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Phyllis Doyle 24 months ago from High desert of Nevada.

Will, every time I read a good story like this it is like enjoying the work of a master storyteller - and you truly are one. This is a beautiful Christmas story. You sure know how to stir emotions and touch hearts. Thank you for this story.


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dahoglund 24 months ago from Wisconsin Rapids

It's good when a family can get together for Christmas. Good story!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Genna!

I thought that a badly wounded man loaded up with laudanum might not have the presence of mind to ask his rescuer's name, or even if he did, remember it through the fog of opium. But you make a very valid point, so I'm seriously considering incorporating your thoughts. Thank you!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you Phyllis, for those very kind words!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Don and thank you!


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

I have incorporated your thoughts, Genna, and I believe it makes a much better story, so thank you!


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Genna East 24 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

Hi Will I hope you didn't think that I wanted you to change anything in this terrific story..I loved it! but I love all your stories.


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Not at all! Your observation was well taken, and I thank you. I knew that part was a bit awkward, and it now flows far better.


diogenes 24 months ago

They ought to make you God in the next life, Will, and you can have all our endings sorted like this! You always appeal to the simple, emotional soul in all of us and it gives us warmth and hope as a tale like this unfolds with so much happiness at Christmas. The cruel reality of our beleaguered planet gets pushed back for a few golden moments.

Thanks Will and the season's greetings to you and yours.

Bob xoox


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

I'm not at all qualified to be a god, Bob! I'm just a broken down old writer, but I do appreciate your kind words.

Merry Christmas to you and yours!


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bethperry 24 months ago from Tennesee

Will, your writing has charmed me once again! A perfect story for Christmas.


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, Beth!


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mckbirdbks 24 months ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello Will. I see by the comment stream that I am in good company. This story encompassed so much in such a short story. James Michener would have strecthed out this story to two full volumes. Your fans have approved another Will Starr Story. I shared and am about to do the voting thing.


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WillStarr 24 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Hi Mike, and thank you so much for the kind comment and the share!


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Faith Reaper 23 months ago from southern USA

Wonderful heartrending story here and perfect for Christmas. Beautifully written as always, taking us all right into the story.

Up ++++ tweeting, pinning, G+ and sharing

Merry Christmas and God bless you and yours.


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peachpurple 23 months ago from Home Sweet Home

wonderful story, as if i am reading a book of novel, voted up


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, Theresa!


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, peachpurple!


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MartieCoetser 23 months ago from South Africa

A well-written WillStarr story with many surprises and a heart-warming end :)


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Jackie Lynnley 23 months ago from The Beautiful South

How about a short Winter Memory story for my challenge Will? I know you have a great one! I have about 4 so far, no guys yet; instantly thought of you!

Sharing and up.


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, Martie!


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

As you wish, Jackie!


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Jackie Lynnley 23 months ago from The Beautiful South

Oh, I love you Will. Thanks!


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ignugent17 23 months ago

Thanks for your beautiful story. It is really moving. :-)


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you for your kind words, Meldz, and have a Merry Christmas!


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Paradise7 23 months ago from Upstate New York

Oh, Will!! What a terrific story! God bless and keep you in health and happiness for ever and ever, for giving us such a great Christmas gift.


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, Paradise7 !


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PurvisBobbi44 23 months ago from Florida

A remarkable story spun around an era when a war ended and how a stranger became family---and it ended with happiness.

Please me you are writing books with this kind of talent. This was great.

I an sharing with Twitter and putting it on my re-pin board.

Have a wonderful 2015.

Bobbi Purvis


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Well thank you, Bobbi! That was very kind of you!


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amazmerizing 23 months ago from PACIFIC NORTHWEST, USA

That was one of the most wonderful stories I have read in a good long while! Thank you so much for sharing your talent!


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

Thank you, amazmerizing, and welcome to Hubpages!


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amazmerizing 23 months ago from PACIFIC NORTHWEST, USA

Why thank you; kind sir... *blushes*


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WillStarr 23 months ago from Phoenix, Arizona Author

*smiles!*

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