JANUARY 26, 1861
Ike jumped up the steps into the bunkhouse and sat down on his bunk with a thump. He watched as a piece of paper fluttered to the floor by his feet. Picking it up he was surprised to see his name printed on the front.
I really want you to knowDear Ike
Hi Ike, Meet me at Dreamer's Hotel, room 17. You are the love of my life I want you to be mine. Please keep me your secret. And meet me on Valentines at 8:00 pm! Please don't tell anybody about us. Love, Cupid Caper
You are the love of my life
I want you to be mine.
Please keep me your secret
And meet me on Valentines
Ike turned the note over in his hands, and read it again. He tried to think of who could have sent it, but only one name kept creeping into his mind, Grace.