Spring 1876 – As Real as Tomorrow’s Horizon

 

“I am proud of you, Rose. No father has ever had a finer daughter.” 

I snorted. “I suppose you have lived long enough to have met all the fathers and all the daughters that have walked this world?”

Father snorted in return. “I have met enough. I have had enough of my own. Only three of my other daughters have accompanied me on a Weaving Journey and none of them kept me companion for as long as you have. That shows either great dedication or great madness.”