“The young Union officer—who unbelievably appeared to be one and the same Willie Dunn, James’s brother two years his junior, though with an unfamiliar patch over his left eye—slumped down on his knees in the shallow water, head hanging. His longish blond hair was pasted to his neck and cheeks and the black eye patch. “Willie,” James said, breathless. “Willie…” James dragged his brother to shore, back-and-bellied him up onto the steep bank, and collapsed beside him. He vomited water, brushed his ...forehead against his arm, and then turned to the young man, who he was still hoping was not really his brother but only another soldier who merely looked like Willie Dunn. After all, it had been three years since they’d last seen each other right before Willie had packed a satchel and ridden off on his Morgan-cross in the wake of their long, heated argument in their father’s study back at Seven Oaks…. “Willie!” James pushed the lieutenant’s left shoulder up. The man’s blond head lolled back, and the single eye met James’s.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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