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Some Scars Never Fade By madairifa Characters: 5412

Updated: 2018-01-15 20:24


October, Nicholas wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. The tractor he was fixing was too challenging. He looked around him and found groups of men walking down the road, workers from the Central Pacific Railroad that were camping in Sacramento had been taking over the streets for a couple of months now, making the lonely town, a busy town Nicholas didn't recognize. He grabbed a now dirty handkerchief from his back pocket, and wiped his sore oil stained hands, working on the equipment himself was ruining his hands.

"No te preocupes, " Don't worry, said Francisco. "Yo lo termino." I'll finish it.

Nicholas nodded gratefully and went inside the shop. There were no costumers. Business had been slow since the end of the war, it seemed as if people were more interested on the railroad, rather than buying farming equipment. Since the weather in California was drier by the minute, it was difficult keeping a farm afloat. Nicholas wondered if it weren't for the shop was his father's, if he would be doing something else, something more prosperous. He didn't have any talents, he realized. All he knew he learned from the war, not much of that would be useful to him now.

He found his mother behind the cash register and his sisters beside her doing their homework. He went to the back and washed his hands on the bucket of warm water his mother always had ready for him.

"The post is here, " Josie announced.

Nicholas found the stack of letters on the counter. He held his breath as he shuffled through them.

"Any letters from Mary or Olivia?" Jane asked expectantly, Nicholas s

m still angry with the fact that you broke our engagement. Childish? Perhaps. I write to you, not for me, but for my father. I'm afraid he's very sick and there is no sign that he will get better. With Olivia being sent away and you leaving, I suppose it was too much for his heart to take. He has read your letters, and he wanted to write you but he has been incapable to do so for he is so weak. I suppose I could've written the words for him, but that's on me. I didn't want to have anything to do with you, even though I know how fond he is of you. I am very sorry for being so resentful, but you can't blame me for wanting to start a life away from everything with someone I cared about. Forgive me, I'm talking about myself again.

My father has asked about you in his night terrors. I think he might feel guilty by the way he left things. It might be too much to ask but would you come over to Boston to see him? His health is deteriorating and I'm afraid he does not have very long. I would appreciate it.

As for Olivia, she is doing well.

Sincerely, Mary Clark.

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