The Great Storm of 1774

(COMPLETED) Read along as 15 year old Angelica Lexington is left alone to take care of her four younger siblings at the height of the revolution, in Georgia. She looks back on her life through her vivid and inspiring writing. Yellow for death, disease and injury.

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7. An Unknown Visitor

I had walked to the door and opened it. A young man was standing there, and I assumed he was George. He was soaking, and his blonde hair was floppy with the water. He had shiny blue-gray eyes, and he looked directly at me.


"I am at your service." He had said.

"My name is George." I sort of stood there for a moment, staring into his eyes, but I shook myself back to reality.

"C- Come on in!" I said, flustered, and he sort of laughed at me.

"Sorry," I said with a giggle.

"Here, you can sit by the fire- oh, it looks like it might be going out, um, I'll fix that-" I said, but George interrupted me.

"You have enough on your hands, I'll get it, trust me." He said.

"Thank you," I said, as I put Hannah back down in her crib. I rushed back to the kitchen. "Can we eat already? I am starving!" Charles said.


I permitted my brothers to begin to eat, and I walked back into the sitting room. As I turned around the corner, I saw George, still sitting by the fire. I told him to relax, and picked up a sleeping Hannah and sat back down in a chair. We exchanged introductions, and I could tell it was an immediate click. Now I am not one for swooney business, but from that moment I knew just three things. I knew I didn't have time for him, but he was adorable and I was helpless.

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