The ropewalks were filled with men dressed in scarlet uniforms. It's hard to welcome British soldiers into the community when they enforce unpopular laws and then ask for kindness in return. A soldier's pay is minimal, but so is a Colonist's pockets after he has paid inflated taxes and purchased unnecessary stamps.
There is only so much indignation a community can bear. A quiet confrontation over an unpaid service is escalating at The Custom's House. Rocks and snowballs strike the red uniform and the accosted soldier calls for the guard.
Crowds swarm the patrol. Shots fire and five Colonial men lay dead. The wounded limp away.
Boston has been massacred.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Harrison Jackson
William Jackson

It all made sense while she was in England, but she had to find me. Sons of Liberty’s runs are best done by single men with no attachments. It’s hard to focus when she moves around in the next room, smelling of cherry blossoms, and reminding me that we are more than friends. She is a dangerous distraction, but one I need.
Abigail Matthews
Candace Worthington
I’ve always had an infatuation with military men…businessmen…political men. I’d prefer to keep this information from my brother, after all, he is more interested in keeping Boston under British rule. Well, that and a new Tory in town. She seems a little young for him, but if she can keep his attentions away from my social life, who am I to interfere with his dealings?
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