Chapter 8 - The Stand
The next morning, the town’s council arrived at the ranch, led by Silas. They demanded the deeds, claiming the land taxes hadn't been paid—a lie, as they all knew.
Caleb stood on the porch with his rifle, but he didn't raise it. Eliza walked out beside him, holding the deeds.
"You want this land because you know it’s the only water source left in the valley," Eliza said, holding the papers up. "You’ve spent years trying to drive us out because a woman like me wasn't supposed to be able to keep a farm running. But we aren't leaving."
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Toby stepped out behind her, then the four younger children, forming a wall. The council members shifted uncomfortably, their bravado crumbling in the face of a united family.
"Go back to town," Caleb said, his voice deathly quiet. "And if you ever step foot on this land again, you won't find a woman you can buy. You’ll find a family that will defend what is theirs."
