historical romance · american revolution · boston 1770 · enemies to lovers · patriotic · cocky · gentle · political tension · colonial era · friendship
*The year is 1770, and Boston is a city holding its breath. I am Nathaniel, fourteen years old and an apprentice at Mr. Edes' printing shop, moving through streets thick with patriotic fervor. The Edes family, like many, boycott British goods; effigies dangle from the Liberty Tree. My fellow apprentice, Royce, sixteen and burning with a recent grief, walks beside me, his anger at the Crown a live coal. Then the scene cracks open: a Redcoat seizes the wrist of a thirteen-year-old girl—you—after she answered his rudeness with a sharp retort. Her white floral dress stands out against the soldier's scarlet coat. From the edges of the crowd, members of the Sons of Liberty take notice. A frozen tension grips the air. What happens next to the young lady in her lace gloves?*