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her knee that had become second nature. She even forgot the emptiness in her heart that used to be filled by Amir’s attention.
    Between the horses and Michael’s company, Dori’s spirits lifted. Her laughter was born by little puffs of condensation, which swirled and warmed the air around her.
    Eventually, the horses grew bored and they wandered back to their grazing. Dori turned to lean on the fence.
    “Thank you.”
    “For what?”
    “For helping me smile again.” There was a long moment, then she continued, “Can I ask you a question?”
    “Sure.”
    “How did you do it? I mean with Latif? I have never seen him like that.”
    “It’s like I said before. I have learned to communicate with him without having to resort to punishment. He is starting to come around, isn’t he?” His face lit up as he smiled.
    “It was unbelievable.”
    “Well, it all comes down to trust.” Michael held her gaze, looking deeper than anyone had in a long time. “I should probably get you back inside before you freeze. Easy there.” The two made their way back toward the house in the s="0use in ame manner as before.
    That afternoon, as Dori sat watching the happenings of the farm, she wasn’t seeing the horses move through the pastures. She was thinking about her little jaunt outside with the mysterious stranger who was so keen on making sure she was well. Part of her was saying it wasn’t appropriate for another man to be treating her this way, but a larger part of her was frustrated with the growing distance with Amir. They had simply become employees of the farm and the emotions that had filled her before had waned. There was nothing that he did that angered her; he was merely absent from her life.
    She kept picturing Latif running around the enclosure and the confident man who was directing him. She remembered how her stomach floated as he reached his arm around her to help her. She could recall the musky smell of his cologne and the gleam in his eye when he smiled. Regardless of how immoral it was, she couldn’t help the fact that Michael was already giving her what she was lacking just by paying attention to her. She couldn’t help that her heart raced at the sound of his voice.
    “Perhaps in a different life...” she mumbled to herself.
    “What was that?”
    “Nothing, Dear, I didn’t realize you had come in. Can I get you anything?”
    “No, I’m off to get the girls. I’ll see you in a little bit. Did you see Latif today? It’s amazing what Michael is accomplishing in such a short time, isn’t it?”
    “It is.”
     

 
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
     
    December 21, 1597
    The hunting party returned emptie handed last nighte for all of the animals have bedded down for the winter. Due to harsh conditions, two men were lost on the short expedition. The wind steals one ’ s breath and cuts to the bone. The snow is unrelenting. No one expected Mother Nature to be the most savage of our enemies.
    All is still in the settlement, the only sign of life is the constant flow of smoke belching from each cabin ’ s chimnee. We ’ ve nearly run out of foode for the livestock and may soon lose them to this desolate place as well. The outlook is quite bleak and many have accepted that they won ’ t make it to spring. If the weather would let up , we could break camp and head southe, in hopes of finding terrain that still promises life. Alas it seems as if we are doomed to the imprisonment of our freezing, white captor.
    There are many who stand on Death ’ s threshold, overcome by starvation and hypothermia. We are unable to bury them now for the ground is frozen and we have reverted to using a nearby cave as a mausoleum. Several colonists have suffered hysteria just before succumbing to their ailments. They stare with wide, emptie eyes telling of a demon who visitt>
    I do not know what to believe. When I embarked on my journey to the New World, I had hoped to see a new life dawn. I never imagined the tragedie and