SEPTEMEBER 10, 1861

Caly crumbled up another piece of paper and tossed it into the pile of several others. "Damm, I just can't get it right."

She looked at all the other papers that laying all over the table. She stood and went over to the window.

The wedding wasn't that far off and things didn't seem to be coming together. The only thing that was working out were the dresses because Grace was back, and between herself, Grace and Rachel they were nearly done and her wedding dress won't take long to alter.

Caly sighed as she looked out the window over the sink. "Mama, I can't do this. I love Buck, but the wedding isn't coming together right."

Feeling closed in Caly left the house and headed for the barn. After Saddling Star she mounted up and rode from the yard towards her favorite spot.

Pulling Star to a stop she climbed off and let her horse graze as she sat under the big tree. Hoping the time away from the house would help her think things through clearer, Caly leaned back against the tree and closed her eyes. It had always helped her relax when she was feeling stressed out.

Her thoughts took her to what her life would be like with Buck after the wedding and how happy they would be.