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PostSubject: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Mon Sep 03, 2007 1:15 pm

Hey gang,

Here is my latest and probably last fan fiction for a while. This story is told as a series of entries in Laura's Remembrance Book/Diary. It starts with the day she meets Almanzo and ends with the day they got married.

I must put in a few disclaimers for this story so that people don't think I'm a sloppy writer. The first one is that I had to totally monkey with the timeline to get this story to end on Laura and Almanzo's actual wedding date. Since LHOP's creators did not use a timeline and few episodes showed which time of year the story took place in, I used Laura's actual birthdate and her assumed age on the show, and the fact that it was back to school time, to arrive at the beginning date. Other than that, I really had to pick and choose my dates to make sure that it ended on August 25, 1885.

This story is told from Laura's POV from the ages of 14 through 17 (according to LHOP). Therefore, the grammar and words used might seem rougher than my other stories. I wanted to stay as much in the character of Laura as possible and on LHOP Laura saw herself as much more mature than she really was.

And finally, while Laura's Remembrance Book probably had other entries in it, I have only included the ones about Almanzo for this story.

After all that, I hope you still enjoy it.

Cheryl

Dear Diary

LHOP inspired fan fiction by Cheryl C. Malandrinos

Disclaimer: I do not own the Little House on the Prairie television series, book series, or any of the characters.


September 3, 1882

I met the most amazing man today. His name is Almanzo Wilder. He has wavy blond hair that pokes out of his big, round hat. His eyes are as blue as the Pacific Ocean. I remember the way the deep blue water crashed into the shore making frothy white bubbles as Albert, Pa, Dylan and I stood on the beach that day. The water was all around us. I got that same feeling today as I looked into Almanzoís eyes. I couldnít breathe because of that feeling of water all around me, like I was drowning.

He must be tall because Miss Wilder, his sister, is very tall and heís bigger than she is. From the look of his arms and shoulders he must have grown up on a farm. I wonder if heís as strong as Pa.

I got so embarrassed when I accidentally called him Manly instead of Mannie. Miss Wilder and Almanzo laughed. Luckily they left right away. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

I hope I dream of Almanzo all night long!

September 4, 1882

The new school year is starting off great. I ran into Almanzo today. I apologized for messing up his name and he told me I could call him ďManlyĒ. He calls me Beth, a womanís nickname. I donít think Pa likes it very much, but I do. I wonder what Pa would think of Laura Ingalls Wilder. No, I donít. I know he wouldnít like that.

September 5, 1882

That horrible Nellie Oleson. She likes Almanzo! I bet she only likes him because heís so nice to me. But that doesnít matter because Nellie always gets what she wantsÖespecially when her mother helps out.

Mrs. Oleson asked Almanzo to join Nellie for supper on Sunday and he said yes, even though he didnít really want to.

I hate Nellie Oleson!



September 7, 1882

I got Nellie real good. Nellie and her mother canít cook, so I offered to make cinnamon chicken for Almanzo. I didnít think Ma would let me, seeing as it is the Lordís Day, but she did. And when Nellie took a bite out of that chicken she got a mouthful of hot and spicy as all that cayenne pepper I used stung her tongue. I can just imagine how her eyes must have watered. It was probably one of the few times Nellie couldnít talk.

Too bad Manly took a bite too. But it was worth it to get Nellie.

September 9, 1882

I canít believe how wonderful Manly is. Ma made me apologize to him for the cinnamon chicken thing at Nellieís. He wasnít even mad. He told me he wanted to get home early anyway.

September 11, 1882

Nellie Oleson is such a toad face. I want to take my final yearís exam, but Pa said we couldnít afford the final yearís books. The only person in town who has taken the final exam is Nellie.

She made me beg to borrow them. Me--Laura Ingalls. Iíve never been so humiliated in my whole life.

I hate Nellie Oleson!

September 25, 1882

I canít see what Iím writing because the tears make my words all blurry. Iím going to get Nellie back for this, I swear. Oh gosh, I take that back, Pa says we canít swear.

Nellie lied to me! I canít imagine why I was stupid enough to believe her, but I did and I failed at my one chance to make Pa and Almanzo see me as a woman. If only I had passed my final exam, then I could have taken the teacherís exam and proved to them Iím not a little girl.

But I whooped Nellie good today. I dragged her into that mud hole and pounded her with all my might. Almanzo came by and broke up the fight. I could have been thrilled to have his arms around me if I wasnít furious with Nellie.

He took me away in his buckboard and I got all cleaned up at his place. We talked a while and I was just starting to feel better when Pa came barging in and punched Almanzo. Nellie told Pa she had seen Almanzo kissing me. After I explained it was for luck on my test, Pa felt sorry and then both of them started calling me a little girl.

I screamed at them and stormed out. I canít believe they canít see Iím a woman. Thankfully Ma understands.

Pa and I talked it out later and we went fishing. I guess Iíll always be Half-pint to Pa. But I canít face Almanzo in town tomorrow. What will he think of me now? I think Iíll just cry myself to sleep.

October 28, 1882

That snippy Christie, how could Almanzo be courting her? I mean, sheís soÖsoÖsnippy. I canít believe Almanzo is taking her to the circus. The first exciting thing to happen in Walnut Grove since we moved back from Winoka and it has to be ruined because Almanzo is going with her.

November 2, 1882

The circus was wonderful! I didnít think it could be while watching Christie hang on Almanzoís arm, but with Londonís help I had lots of fun.

Christie had asked me to make her a new dress. If I had known she wanted it so she could look nice for Almanzo I never would have said yes.

Ma should have been angry with me over what I did, but I guess she understands what a woman in love is willing to do. I donít think Ma likes the way Christie shoves her nose up in the air around us. But anyway, I never sewed the skirt to the bodice of Christieís dress. I couldnít believe London agreed to my plan. Of course, I told him it was a practical joke on a friend.

I dressed up as a clown and chased London, who was also dressed as a clown, through the crowd with a bucket filled with confetti. Except, when I ran in front of Christie the bucket was full of water. A soaking wet Christie stood up and I pulled the skirt away from her bodice. Christie stomped off in her bloomers. It was so funny and everyone laughed. Serves her right for being so mean to me all those years.

As I stood there laughing, the strangest feeling came over me. I wondered what it would be like to kiss Almanzo. So I did. Right on the lips. I kissed him! Butterflies bounced around in my stomach and my heart pounded so hard that I thought it would burst through my chest. I told Manly I loved him.

I never could have done that if he knew it were me. Oh, but I wish he did know, and maybe he would say he loved me too. I know he would if he gave me the chance. Almanzo, please love me!

September 25, 1883

Could life get any worse? Almanzo and Miss Wilder are moving away. That stupid Bart Slater, I wish I could punch him in the stomach. He wonít behave in school and the school board wonít help because Mrs. Oleson says Mr. Slater gives the town a lot of money. Why is it always about money? Donít people matter?

I think Miss Wilder is afraid of Bart. She never smiles any more and she jumps whenever he drops his book on the floor. I wish Almanzo didnít have to go too. Iím miserable. I think Iíll go down to my fishing hole and have a good cry.

October 3, 1883

We did it! The school kids got Bart Slater to apologize to Miss Wilder and agree to behave so that Miss Wilder can stay. Iím so happy Almanzo is staying in Walnut Grove!

November 1, 1883

Almanzoís younger brother, Perley Day has come to town. Pa really likes him. Heís okay I guess, but heís not Manly. Perley Day has traveled a lot of places. I bet thatís why Pa likes talking to him. I know Pa wanted to keep moving west. Ma says heís got itchy feet. But Iím glad we stayed in Walnut Grove. I sure donít want to leave now that Manly is here.

Heís not courting Sarah anymore. Manly sure seems fickle. He never courts a woman for very long. And he chooses women who donít know the first thing about farming. None of them would make a good farmerís wife. But I know what itís like to be a farmerís wife. Iíve watched Ma my whole life and weíve pulled together lots of times to take care of the farm while Pa was away working.

And thereís something about Perley Day. Iím not sure what it is, but Iím not sure I trust him.

November 7, 1883

Thereís going to be a big celebration in town. There will be lots of great food, contests, and a horse race. Manly was going to enter Barnum, but he says Perley Day ruined him for that. I havenít seen Almanzo so angry since Bart Slater caused trouble at school.

Albert is going to enter the greased pig competition and Pa and Almanzo are entering the arm wrestling competition. What happens if Pa ends up wrestling Manly? I donít know whoís stronger, but I bet Almanzo is. Who am I going to root for?

November 15, 1883

He said it! I donít think I was supposed to hear him, but he said it. Manly told Pa I am a grown up young lady. Up until now, the day had been a mix of excitement and tragedy. Albert won the greased pig contest, but that stuck up Penelope screamed at him when he accidentally dropped the pig on her dress. I never understood why Albert kept being so nice to her when she treated him so badly.

Pa and Almanzo squared off against each other in the arm wrestling competition. Pa gave me a nasty look when he heard me rooting for Manly. I really thought Manly was going to win. I canít imagine what it would be like at our house if Almanzo won, but weíll never know what would have happened because that stupid Perley Day raced Barnum and Almanzo ran off in the middle of the arm wrestling match to catch up with him. Thank God he did, because Barnum might be crippled now.

Pa and Manly are in the barn placing cold packs over Barnumís swollen leg. I brought out some hot coffee to them and on my way back to the house is when Manly told Pa I was a grown up young lady. Iím so excited! Maybe this means heís finally starting to see me as the woman I am.

November 16, 1883

Today has been the best day! Barnum is going to be fine and Manly is so happy. Iím happy tooÖthrilled is more like it. As soon as Manly found out, he ran to me and hugged me. I think he even kissed the top of my head. I canít be too sure because I was too excited surrounded by his arms. I could feel the muscles underneath the fabric of his shirt; the way he held me was strong, but gentle; I could smell the hay mixed with his sweat as my head lay against his chest. Iíve never been so close to Manly before. It was different and strange to feel him like that. I canít describe it, but my stomach flipped with excitement.

And then I got to make breakfast for everyone. Almanzo stayed too. The funny thing is when he came into the kitchen to wash up, I didnít know what to say to him. We never had any trouble talking before, but I couldnít think of anything to say. I kept replaying the moment he hugged me over and over again in my mind as I gazed at his reflection in the mirror.

He looked into the mirror once and caught me staring at him. I turned quickly away and flipped over the eggs in the pan. A few seconds later, Manly stood behind me, real close, looking over my head as he dried his hands on the towel--just like Pa does to Ma sometimes.

ďSmells good,Ē he said and I think I thanked him. I was occupied trying to slow down my thumping heart. Then Pa and Ma came in and Manly sat down in the other room. Albert came down from the loft and Carrie appeared with Grace, so we werenít alone after that.

Almanzo stayed only until breakfast was over and then he headed home so his sister would know everything was okay. I walked him out and we talked for a few minutes while Manly hitched up one of País horses to his buggy. Barnum is going to stay with us until tomorrow to rest his leg. Manly was quieter than normal and his hands shook when he held his hat and said goodbye. I can still smell his shirt if I close my eyes. I wonder why he hugged me. Actually, I donít care why he hugged me; I just hope it means something.


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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Mon Sep 03, 2007 1:16 pm

January 24, 1884

Iím a teacher! I canít believe it! Iím finally a teacher. And Iíve got my first teaching job. I leave for Curry on Sunday. Manly is going to drive me. Iím so nervous. We havenít seen too much of each other since he picked up Barnum and things arenít quite the same between us. He isnít usually on the platform of the Feed & Seed when I come into town for school and the few times I stopped by his house to see Miss Wilder he was busy in the barn and only waved at me.

I wonder if he really wants to drive me to Curry or if he is doing it as a favor to his sister. No, Miss Wilder said he would be delighted; I must be imagining things. Besides, Iím a teacher, Iíve got a job, and Manly is driving me back and forth. How can things get any better?

January 26, 1884

Iím leaving home today. Iíve never been away from home without Ma and Pa. Iím excited and scared all at the same time. I wonder if Mary felt the same way when she took her first teaching job. What if Miss Trimble doesnít like me? And worse, what if the students donít like me or if they wonít listen to me? Will I be a good teacher? What if Iím a miserable failure and Mr. Williams sends me home? Did I pack everything? I donít want to waste any of the advance I got.

Ma just called up the ladder. I best get downstairs and make sure Iím ready when Almanzo comes.

January 26, 1884

This is my first night in Curry. I figured I better sit down and write my thoughts here because I will probably be too busy after that. Miss Trimble, I mean Minnie, is wonderful! Sheís happy and pleasant and smokes a pipe. She told me all about the children and their progress. She warned me that I would be hard pressed to get Chad Brewster to do any work.

Thereís a little bit of bad news. I thought for a few minutes that my new hairstyle and longer dress might make Almanzo see me as a woman, but all he could say was that it was ďreal niceĒ and that it didnít make me look mature at all. How can he say that? Iíve changed, really changed, just in the few days since I got my teaching certificate. Even Pa thinks so.

But I canít think about all that right now. I have to get ready for my first day of school.

February 1, 1884

I love life! Everything is so exciting! My first week of school went wonderfully. Mr. Williams was very happy when he stopped by to see how things were going and Chad Brewster is going to start working towards becoming a doctor; a doctor of all things--when last week he wouldnít even do his schoolwork.

But the best thing has to do with Manly. When he came to pick me up from school yesterday he acted so strange. He looked at me kind of funny and when I tried to hand off my bag to him our hands touched. My heart jumped as sparks zipped through my body. And he was staring at me. Manly was staring at me! When I finally got him to tell me what was wrong, he said I looked older. He barely spoke a word on the way home. It seemed like he looked right through me.

Ma and I talked last night and she told me I should let Almanzo pursue me. That sounds like good advice, assuming Manly really is interested. I just hope I donít do anything to change what I think is happening between him and me.

Iím not sure I always like growing up. When I was younger everything seemed so simple. I didnít need to worry about how I acted. I just did what I thought was right and if I got in trouble than an apology and a punishment made it all okay. But Iím too old for that now. My students look to me for advice. I have to have the answers to their questions. I must control my feelings and act proper. Mary has always been better at that than I. There are so many thoughts and emotions running through me and I donít know what to do. Iím too old to depend on Ma and Pa to give me the answers. I wish I didnít feel scared and unsure a lot of the time.

February 2, 1884

I donít have much time. I need to prepare my lessons for tomorrow. But I had to write down what happened today. Almanzo asked me to the church social! Pa didnít look too happy, but my heart did a tumble and my legs suddenly felt all wobbly. I donít even know how I managed to reply except that I remembered what Ma had said about letting him pursue me and I told him I would have to think about it. Pa smiled after that, and then Almanzo and I were on our way to Curry. Manly sure was quiet on the way there; like he was mulling something over. I canít wait until Friday so I can say yes to his invitation. Me going to the church social with AlmanzoÖI think Iím going to faint!


February 5, 1884

The strangest thing happened today. Manly showed up at the schoolhouse and punched Chad Brewster. He accused me of hugging him! Chad was just showing me how flexible the rib cage is and Almanzo threatened him.

I donít understand what could make Manly act that way. He was so angry. Iíve never seen him act like that, even when Bart Slater was picking on all of us at school. And boy did I let Almanzo have it. I called him Mr. Wilder and I told him he had a dirty mind. Now Iím sorry I spoke that way to him. I guess he wonít take me to the social now.

February 8, 1884

My mind is filled with memories of last night. I canít believe this is happening to me. I keep thinking Iím going to wake up and it will all be a dream.

It started out as such an awful day. It was my sixteenth birthday and I was away from home. Minnie made me a cake the night before to celebrate, but it wasnít the same without Ma and Pa. The school children gave me a lovely pen, which was so sweet of them, but after that incident with Almanzo the other day I had trouble concentrating when I stood in the coat room. I kept seeing Almanzoís angry face and Chad flying across the room.

After I dismissed school, we all walked outside and Pa was waiting for me with his wagon. He said Almanzo figured Pa would want to pick me up because it was my birthday. But I knew that Almanzo just didnít want to see me. My heart sank into my boots--the boots I had bought just so I would look older for Almanzo.

On the way home, Pa and I talked about what happened between Chad and Almanzo and Pa told me that Manly knew he was wrong. I thought he might have been too embarrassed to pick me up from school. Pa reminded me of when Ma tried to make him jealous so that Pa would ask her to a dance. And thatís when he told me he thought Almanzo might be in love with me. I couldnít believe it. I stopped breathing, hoping and praying that Pa was right. I couldnít wait to get home. Pa said Almanzo would be at the church social with his sister and I knew I had to talk to him.

When Ma, Pa, the kids, and I got to Nellieís, I didnít see Manly anywhere. I didnít feel much like dancing either, so I snuck into the kitchen. Thatís when I saw him--Almanzo sitting on the bench outside the kitchen door. We talked it all out. Manly sure seemed nervous. I really didnít even know what to say. It was like my mouth formed words I didnít even know my brain had been thinking.

Manly gave me the most beautiful peach shawl. I tied it around my neck and as we gazed into each otherís eyes, I knew what Pa told me was true. Almanzo did love me, just as I loved him. Our lips touched and hot electric sparks ran through me. Iíve never felt that way before. Even though a slight breeze blew across my face, I felt on fire. I doubt a heavy rain would have provided any relief from the hot feelings inside me. I wonder if it was the same for him. I wanted to stay like that forever; gazing into his eyes and having him look at me in a way he had never looked at me before. I hoped he would always look that way when he saw me.

A few moments later, Manly and I joined everyone on the dance floor. Ma and Pa smiled when they saw us. We danced together all night long and then Almanzo drove me home. Ma had to drag Pa into the house so that Almanzo could say goodnight.

It looks like there will be a lot of changes in my life soon. Iím still scared and unsure most of the time, but I look forward to exploring new things with Manly. I feel like this is all happening to someone elseÖbut Iím glad itís not.

May 30, 1884

My heart is very heavy as I write this. Things with Manly arenít going as planned. Up until now, our courtship has been more wonderful than I could have expected. He asked me to marry him and I accepted, but then things went terribly wrong.

I insisted he speak to Pa about us getting married right away. I knew how set Pa is on me waiting until Iím 18, but I thought Almanzo might be able to change his mind. I was foolish to forget how stubborn Pa can be. He told Almanzo we would have to wait and Manly stormed off for home.

The next day, Manly told me he was leaving Walnut Grove and that he wanted me to come with him. He made me choose between Pa and him. I explained I couldnít go right now and he left Walnut Grove the next day. I hope I made the right choice. It sure doesnít feel like it. I hope Manly comes back.

June 15, 1884

Manly hasnít come back. I donít even know where he is. I spend most of my time crying. Miss Wilder says Iím distracted at school. Every morning I walk over the bridge into town and gaze over at the Feed & Seed, hoping to see Manly loading sacks of grain from the platform. But heís never there and I donít think heíll ever come back.

June 30, 1884

Adam and I just got back from New York. Things seem pretty bad for the blind school. Adamís father died and there is no way for us to rebuild the blind school in Walnut Grove without his financial support. Seems his father was much deeper in debt than anyone knew and all his belongings will be auctioned off. After talking with his fatherís law partner in New York, we werenít sure what we would do about the blind school.

But, I found an abandoned courthouse in Sleepy Eye and if we can come up with the money, Mary and Adam can rent it for a blind school. Mr. Garvey and some others are going to pitch in and weíll see if we can cover the rent.

Ma told me that Almanzo hasnít come back. I guess he never really loved me at all. I would rather die than live my life without him.

July 1, 1884

Iím going to Sleepy Eye for two weeks to help Mary and Adam get the blind school ready. Ma got a great job offer from Mr. Oleson, so weíll be able to cover the rent. It will be good to be busy and away from Walnut Grove. I might not have time to think about Manly.

July 10, 1884

I saw Manly today. I was outside the courthouse looking for some soap when he showed up. He told me he lives in Sleepy Eye now. Heís working at the General Store.

I didnít know what to say at first, but then we started talking. It was going well until he mentioned Pa. I got angry, he got angry. I donít things will ever be the same.

July 20, 1884

Itís over between Manly and me. I saw him rubbing the back of some saloon girl on my way into Sleepy Eye this morning. I guess he needs that second job heís been working to pay for all the time he must spent at the saloon. I canít believe he enjoys the saloon. Pa wouldnít be happy if he knew.

My heart is broken into a million pieces. I thought Almanzo loved me, but it seems he didnít care any more about me than he did Christie Norton. I donít know how Iíll move on. All I want to do is die.

July 25, 1884

Manly is so sick. I pray heíll be alright, but when I touched his skin he dripped with sweat from the hot fire of his fever. Pa brought me to Sleepy Eye to take care of him. Manly has pneumonia. He worked too hard trying to help us pay the rent for the blind school.

Iím ashamed that I judged Almanzo so harshly. He wasnít hanging out at the saloon, he was helping my family. Why didnít he tell me about the money?

I wish I knew what was going on with him and that saloon girl, but in a way it doesnít really matter. Iíve told Manly I loved himÖno matter what. I donít know if he heard me, but if he did, I hope he still loves me too.

August 1, 1884

Almanzo and I are heading back to Walnut Grove. Heís still weak, but with some rest heíll be back to working the farm again soon. Mary and Adam are grateful for his help, but now that the students are back and with Ma and País help, the blind school should be able to survive on its own.

I was so scared I had lost Manly. I donít know what I would have done if he had died without knowing how I felt about him. I love him so much. It will be hard to wait two years to get married, but at least weíll be together. Nothing will ever separate us again.

August 7, 1884

Nellie Oleson got married today. Percival has changed her in so many ways. Itís still strange when Nellie is nice to me; weíve been enemies for so long. But I guess thatís another thing about growing up Iíll have to get used to--your old relationships change and take on a new meaning.

Almanzo is still not feeling his best, but another few days and heíll be back to work. It was nice to attend Nellie and Percivalís wedding with Manly by my side. I caught the bouquet.

And then the most amazing thing happened--Pa told Almanzo that we would only have to wait one year to get married. Weíre both so happy. Itís still a long time away, but with finding land and building a house, the months should pass quickly and weíll be married sometime next summer. Iím still too shocked to thank Pa.


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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Mon Sep 03, 2007 1:16 pm

April 30, 1885

Life is so exciting! Manly put a down payment on some land today. He drove me out there and showed me where he is going to build our home. I canít believe how quickly things are moving along. Before I know it, Iíll be Mrs. Almanzo James Wilder.

Ju1y 15, 1885

Almanzo can be so stubborn. I guess I should have seen this coming after the way he acted when Pa told him we had to wait to get married, but this time itís even worse.

We lost the land Manly had bought from Mr. Gray. Thereís been a terrible drought and Mr. Gray dammed up the water supply, so all of Manlyís crops died. It is heartbreaking after all the work he did. We had to postpone the wedding until we could find a way to buy more land.

Last month I had been chosen for a teaching position in Radner, but I wasnít going to take it because Manly and I were getting married. Well, this week I wired them to see if the position was still open and it was, so I took it. I explained to Almanzo that with the both of us working we would have the money we need even faster. But he forbade me to take it. Almanzo actually told me I couldnít accept the position because he would be the one providing the money we needed.

I donít know how Ma does it. How does she ďobeyĒ Pa? Iím not sure I can agree to ďobeyĒ anyone or anything but my own heart. Iím certainly not going to let Almanzo tell me whether I can teach or not. Weíre not even married yet. I worked hard for my teaching certificate and I am going to use it as long as I can.

August 10, 1885

Almanzo stopped by tonight. He said he wanted to talk, but all he wanted to do was try to get me to knuckle under to his demands.

I gave him back the ring and Iím going to move to Radner. Funny, I always thought being right would feel better.

August 24, 1885

Iím leaving for Radner tomorrow. I had held out hope that Manly and I could work things out, but itís hopeless. I guess love canít conquer some things.

The thought of moving makes my stomach sick. Iím miserable knowing Iíll leave Ma and Pa, Carrie, Grace, and Albert to live in a strange place where nothing will feel like home. I doubt Mary felt this way when she decided to join Adam in Winoka. Of course she wasnít leaving behind the man she loved. If love is supposed to be so wonderful, why does it hurt so much?

August 25, 1885

Manly and I were married today. It all seems like a dream. I had boarded the stage for Radner and left behind all my hopes of marrying Almanzo on the platform of the Walnut Grove Post Office. I saw Almanzo standing on the bridge, staring out at the mill wheel spinning in the water. I wanted him to stop me from leaving and tell me that he loved me, but he just let me go. I was sure we would never see each other again.

About two hours later, a fast moving wagon forced the stagecoach to pull over and Manly jumped out. He told me Eliza Jane was moving to St. Louis to marry Harve Miller and that would leave the house and farm in Walnut Grove for us. I could teach in town and we could get married right away.

A haze of confusion filled my mind. He had told me I couldnít teach. But the fog lifted as soon as he professed his love to me and asked me to marry him. I hopped off the stage and we raced to pick up Eliza Jane in Walnut Grove and then headed to Sleepy Eye to tell Ma and Pa who were celebrating Mary and Adamís anniversary.

I couldnít believe it when Almanzo suggested getting married right then and there. It all happened so quickly. Pa found the preacher and Ma helped me get ready. Eliza Jane made a cake and we got married in the front room of the blind school. Manly and I promised to love, honor, and cherish each other. I knew I could never promise to ďobeyĒ.

Manly is outside unhitching the team right now. Iím a ball of nervous anticipation. I donít know what to do or how I should act. But one thing I am sure of is, I am Mrs. Almanzo James Wilder--just like I told Ma I would be.


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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Mon Sep 03, 2007 11:54 pm

This is just wonderful! You really has a great talent of a writer. Keep writing history fiction this way and you'll have a succes as an author. I loved it...It's so real...You may feel Laura's feelings in your own heart.

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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Tue Sep 04, 2007 8:25 am

Wow! Thanks Vanesa. I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. I've never written a story in this format before, so I was a bit nervous over it. But so far, the feedback I've received from here and PT has been good.

Thanks for letting me know you liked it.

Cheryl


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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Tue Sep 04, 2007 5:57 pm

Wonderful as always, Cheryl. I love reading your stories; I can see the characters in my mind from your writing.




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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Tue Sep 04, 2007 8:37 pm

Thanks Christina. I wish I had more time for these, but alas, writing for pay gets in the way all the time. LOL! I'm glad you liked this one. It really made me think about the progression of Laura's maturity.

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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Thu Jun 30, 2011 2:14 am

You write great fan fiction stories. Bravo!! Applause




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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Thu Jun 30, 2011 3:23 am

Nicely written!


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PostSubject: Re: Dear Diary--New Story Posted 9/3/07   Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:51 am

Thanks. I appreciate your kind words. I wish I had more time for these stories.


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