Chapter Two
Chapter Two
February twenlfth, 1862
Almost a year has passed since the Confederates captured Mesilla.
Colonel Baylor, our governor, walks to and from his offices near the plaza.
It is obvious that he likes it here, but I do not trust the man.
Others may believe that Confederates will be good for Mesilla, but not me.
But what would happen to Mesilla if the Union takes control of us again? ...
"I can't believe this restaurant is still here!" Carla said as she finished her taco.
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