Winifred Wright

Some said it would have been better had Winifred Wright never been born. These were ignorant folk, none of whom had ever met Winifred. Those who knew her, knew she’d packed more into her fifteen short years than most women did in a lifetime. Born and raised in Ada, Ohio, she made the trek to Allentown, Pennsylvania in the last year of her life. She walked most this distance, catching what rides she could, but these were few. Winifred was distrustful of lone traveling men, so would only join families (or in one case, an elderly couple). She slept rough, and had little food, money, or possessions.

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A baby in white swaddling.

Rock-a-bye Baby

Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top
When the wind blows the cradle will rock
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall
Down will come baby, cradle and all

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Lillian Ross

Though she was never married, everyone called Lillian Ross “the widow.” Never in her presence, mind you, but few knew her by any other name.

“You know me not at all,” Lillian said, “I am a living ghost.” There was no one to listen. She spoke to herself and dead men. Sometimes there were tears.

New Hampton, Iowa was a small town where everyone knew everyone, and gossip substituted for any lack of fact. It was fair to say there were no strangers in New Hampton, but Lillian was as close as they came. Once a resident of another town by the same name, she moved from that New Hampton, to the new in 1895. She was glad to leave New Hampshire behind, but not excited to make Iowa her new home. She no longer felt she belonged anywhere.

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Holly Allgood

Holly Allgood had warm chicken blood dripping from her fingers. Feathers and viscera coated the tree stump where she’d just beheaded and gutted the doomed creature, its quivering heart giving up three last beats in her hands. An ill wind blew through the apple trees as Holly tore the entrails from the chicken. This bird had only the smallest of livers, portending lean times ahead, and the heart pointed in the wrong direction. Holly did not know the meaning of an upside-down heart, but was sure it had something to do with love. Holly believed that if this bird was to be trusted, her future prosperity and happiness were in question. This was a shame, because Holly loved life.

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