I, Catherine Grafton, had returned to the home of my youth. As I gazed on the remains of the once beautiful manor, I let my memory take me back to my younger days. I was an adventurous child right from my very first squall and that characteristic would eventually lead me to my fateful journey. The year was 1641 and a beautiful fall day when I felt the need for one more adventurous fling before I turned 18 and became a responsible young woman. As I rode off across the English countryside in the bright morning sunlight, little did I know fate would step in to alter my life and the very foundations of my religious beliefs. Mystery, danger, intrigue and love all awaited me at the end of my ride in an unfamiliar forest, thunderstorm and accident with my horse. I awoke in the arms of fate - it was the cottage of a Puritan family. Amnesia, death of a soldier, a trip across northern England and involvement in helping other Puritans escape from England to America or other safe ports only increased loyalty to my newly found friends. With each leg of the journey, the Puritan family's dedication to their goal was echoed through the hills and woodlands as we met their friends and enemies. My destiny had found me and I met the challenge as I began to discover what was important to me - a new faith, a new family and the love of my life.
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