Daughters of the War
This is a story of how two Muggles’ lives changed forever. A girl from London and a girl from Connecticut. Two opposites. Multiple Opportunities. 13 year old Hellen Page finds a chance at helping her family escape their life. Charlotte Jones is forced into a marriage. When two sides of a war create an unexpected friendship, everything changes. For the better? Or the worse?
Last Updated
03/20/24
Chapters
70
Reads
344
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Why Must He Go?
Chapter 1 -
The Interim Commander
Chapter 2 -
The Pattersons
Chapter 3 -
Nathan Hale
Chapter 4 -
The Redcoats
Chapter 5 -
Aboard the USS Lynch
Chapter 6 -
Death Glares From Sisters
Chapter 7 -
An Illness
Chapter 8 -
An American Soldier
Chapter 9 -
Pneumonia?!
Chapter 10 -
A Trip to the Market
Chapter 11 -
My Brother’s Tale
Chapter 12 -
Familiar Faces
Chapter 13 -
Death of a Relative
Chapter 14 -
Marriage
Chapter 15 -
Eye of a Hawk, Strength of an Ox
Chapter 16 -
Meeting the Turners
Chapter 17 -
Heavy-Lifting and Troublesome Events
Chapter 18 -
I Tripped
Chapter 19 -
Land Ho!
Chapter 20 -
Another Visit Planned
Chapter 21 -
Edmund Turner
Chapter 22 -
Beginning of a New Life
Chapter 23 -
Shakespearean Lifestlye
Chapter 24 -
Shopping and Fights
Chapter 25 -
Dress-Shopping
Chapter 26 -
Clumsiness
Chapter 27 -
Mrs. Jones
Chapter 28 -
A Failed Experiment
Chapter 29 -
The March Sisters
Chapter 30 -
The Meadow
Chapter 31 -
Drama
Chapter 32 -
British Girls Annoy Me
Chapter 33 -
Teatime
Chapter 34 -
Reluctance
Chapter 35 -
My Brother's a Maniac
Chapter 36 -
The Truth
Chapter 37 -
Birthdays and Chats
Chapter 38 -
Another Party
Chapter 39 -
Evil Plan
Chapter 40 -
Broken Branches
Chapter 41 -
More Broken Branches
Chapter 42 -
A Wedding Invitation
Chapter 43 -
New Styles and Tea
Chapter 44 -
Am I Haunted?
Chapter 45 -
Plan to Stop the Wedding
Chapter 46 -
Preparations
Chapter 47 -
Realization
Chapter 48 -
Beginning of an Adventure
Chapter 49 -
A Kitchen and a Note
Chapter 50 -
Middle of the Woods
Chapter 51 -
James Hates Me
Chapter 52 -
Finding Edmund
Chapter 53 -
Edmund’s True Identity
Chapter 54 -
Surprise Guest
Chapter 55 -
To the Bakery
Chapter 56 -
Another Turner
Chapter 57 -
The Great Escape
Chapter 58 -
Even More Turners
Chapter 59 -
Frozen River
Chapter 60 -
I Fell… Again…
Chapter 61 -
Reunions
Chapter 62 -
A Sprained Ankle
Chapter 63 -
British Soldiers
Chapter 64 -
Arguments
Chapter 65 -
Packing Bags
Chapter 66 -
Hellen is Gone
Chapter 67 -
All Aboard Once More
Chapter 68 -
Epilogue—The Journal of Charles Page
Chapter 69 -
Bonus: Making Fun of My Book So Y’all Don’t Have to
Chapter 70
Am I Haunted?
Chapter 45
Charlotte
I took a pan of cake from the oven placing it out for a while to cool. I put the other two pans full of cake batter in the oven. I sat back on the stool. The door to the shop creaked as customers left.
“How's the cake coming along, Charlotte?” Mother asked, sitting on the stool next to me.
“We should have saved this project for tomorrow morning or just any time tomorrow. I am so tired!” I stretched my arms as I spoke, letting out a yawn.
“Well, you can go to sleep. Grab a few pastries on your way out. I don’t want my daughter to starve herself.” I left the shop taking a muffin with me, and headed back to the house. I swung open the door, taking a bite from the muffin, and walking inside. I walked into the room where we slept and took my shoes off, finally able to relax for the evening.
Suddenly I heard the sound of a door slamming. “Charlotte!” came a voice.
Oh no, I’m being haunted. I panicked.
That was when a figure appeared at the door. “Charles, get out,” I said, automatically.
“I’m offended.” It wasn’t Charles.
“Oh. Sorry, Hellen. Why are you wearing Charles’ clothes?”
“He’s my size and I’m getting sick of running around Connecticut in dresses. Hey, guess what.”
“Yes?”
“Sarah wants me to start wearing corsets. It gives me the feeling that she’s planning something. Oh, and also, she’s trying to plan your wedding.”
“First of all, run. Corsets are the equivalent of, well everything unpleasant you have ever experienced. Second, I’m pretty sure that we will be waiting at least a year before my wedding.”
“Sarah said something along the lines of, ‘Boys will continue to flirt with you if you don’t get married soon.’”
“Oh please. What's so wrong with constantly getting compliments.”
“Charlotte. Just think of it like Charles he is basically going mad over you. I'm pretty sure if we were to search his room, we’d find multiple creepy poems about you.”
“Well then if we would find the poems, I would most likely notify the authorities about him.”
“Still, Sarah implied that she wants your wedding to be in a week or two.”