Early America

Isa

I keep holding his hand, glancing around.

Will

We get to the shore and I look at Isabel for which way to go.

Isa

I lead him one way, smiling.

Will

I smile and follow her, sighing.

Isa

I kiss him on the cheek once more as we walk.

Will

I smile wider before moving my arm around her waist.

Isa

I watch him before looking out at the waves.

Will

I watch the ocean, slipping into thought.

Isa

I go to his front and stop us, taking both his hands, "Are you joining the war?"

Will

I hesitate, studying her, "I don't know for sure yet. Father can't, due to a bad knee. It would make sense that I did. Though... I would rather defend home than go somewhere and defend someone else's."

Isa

I nod and look down, "You'd be fighting against my home."

Will

I nod and study her, setting a hand on the side of her face, "We've been oppressed, Isa. Wouldn't you rather the colonies here become their own nations?"

Isa

I look up at him, "England is still my home, Will. Nothing can change that. I'm always going to side with them for then I will any other place. I'm not saying that I do, I'm just saying that I will never be against them. Which I'm not."

Will

I study her, hesitating before nodding, "You're confusing me, Isa. I understand that it is your home--it's partially all our homes, since we traveled over from there at one point or another--but I don't understand the rest..."

Isa

I study him, "I'm just saying that I'm always going to support them, and no one can try to change that."