Nearly Free by Marian Allen The land wasn’t free, but it nearly was. The government opened land for purchase on the frontier. In 1819, Benjamin and Stella, newlyweds, snapped up thirty acres at two dollars an acre. Hunting and fishing were good. He cleared some…
Not So Much by Marian Allen “It’s only 18-karat gold.” Louisa’s father had perfected the art of the sneer, and he displayed his artistry now. “I know that.” Louisa took the ring back and turned it in the light, admiring the play of bright and…
Not a very good one, I’m afraid, but it’s a busy busy weekend! Pasture Prime by Marian Allen “It’s nothing,” said Assistant Head Librarian Holly Jahangiri of the Meadow of Flowers District Council City Old Earth Texts Living Library. “It’s personal.” She folded the letter…
