Her toddlers wobbled up to her and hugged her legs in fear as the pounding on the door came back, no, she couldn’t do this. Betsy sat on the floor with them, her baby in her arms and the toddlers by her side. She could only pray that Sheamus, Neil, and James would be okay in this blizzard.
The light of the kolestrone lamp danced along the walls of the sod house, sending warmth throughout the family,