Sylum Snippet #5

Ewan had always been his favorite bother. He always seemed to know what Timmy was thinking before he'd said anything, and when the two of them put their heads together for mischief, you'd best watchout.

It'd taken him weeks to convice him that he didn't need to come and enlist with Timmy, that he'd fine and could watch out for himself.

Not that Ewan had bought it for one moment, but the combination of the powerful Timmy pout and the invocation of 'Mam needs you here more' created a powerful argument that there'd been no refute for.

Besides, Ewan was engaged to marry the lovely and sweet Maribelle, where Timmy had never even been courting with any of the eligible neighbor daughters.

Sylum Snippet #5

Ewan had always been his favorite bother. He always seemed to know what Timmy was thinking before he'd said anything, and when the two of them put their heads together for mischief, you'd best watchout.

It'd taken him weeks to convice him that he didn't need to come and enlist with Timmy, that he'd fine and could watch out for himself.

Not that Ewan had bought it for one moment, but the combination of the powerful Timmy pout and the invocation of 'Mam needs you here more' created a powerful argument that there'd been no refute for.

Besides, Ewan was engaged to marry the lovely and sweet Maribelle, where Timmy had never even been courting with any of the eligible neighbor daughters.

Sylum Snippet #6

It was hard for Timmy to believe that his da had been gone now for 4 years. It just wasn't the same for the family with him gone.

He'd taught all the boys and the girls too when mam wasn't looking, to shoot straight, to listen to the land when it spoke to you, and to read and to write. He was proud that he could do both and wanted all of his childern to be able to do the same.

Long winter nights were spent around the hearth, each with their handwork to do, listening to the stories that Da spun about Scotland. Timmy had been a young lad when they left for America, and only remembered snips of it. Da's stories helped to cement the memories deep into him soul.

Sylum Snippet #6

It was hard for Timmy to believe that his da had been gone now for 4 years. It just wasn't the same for the family with him gone.

He'd taught all the boys and the girls too when mam wasn't looking, to shoot straight, to listen to the land when it spoke to you, and to read and to write. He was proud that he could do both and wanted all of his childern to be able to do the same.

Long winter nights were spent around the hearth, each with their handwork to do, listening to the stories that Da spun about Scotland. Timmy had been a young lad when they left for America, and only remembered snips of it. Da's stories helped to cement the memories deep into him soul.