Summer 1887 – Distant Cousins and Tangled Webs



“I did not come to excavate family history. I have not spoken to my sisters in more than a century and, Great Mother willing, I may never speak to them again. That we are no doubt related is mere unfortunate coincidence. I have sought you out for different reasons of common experience.”

I yawned. “Will this common experience require me to rush out into the night moments from now? Or do we have time for tea?”