The Mockingbird's Ballad (Chapter 7, page 1 of 8)


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Chapter 7

This was his fifth visit to the big house at Caladonia over the last twelve days. He'd kept count. Because of several childhood dislocations, several educational institutions, a mixed heritage - Connecticut Yankee, New Yorker, and young Georgia gentleman, Joseph Wheeler had not had much exposure in the realm of romance. His Connecticut aunts who raised him from six to sixteen were warm and good to him but they were certainly not demonstrative. Their kind spirits molded much of his mannered and reserved character. Their kindness and friendship had shown him women were people but still different. He liked them from afar. At West Point, the 5' 4", 110 pound cadet had not cut an impressive figure at the few mixed socials he had attended. His basic shyness had been a foundation to his means of interaction with people and his experiences had not made for adventures into Venus's domain. He knew from his own body what sexuality felt like. The early examples of farm animals, conversations overheard at boarding school, slave talk on his father's plantation, and bull sessions in his dark quarters at the Point had informed him about men and women sexually. In truth he had not been that attracted to any female. Yet, there were a few who had inspired his imagination. But there it was, Cupid had found the heart of the young cavalry chieftain. Five visits to lady in less than two weeks attested to that reality.

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