Finding Freedom (Part 2)

Source: (Picture of a train)

She hated the long stops where they had to deboard the train, and Omaha was no exception. Most of the passengers were grateful for a chance to get something to eat, stretch their legs and escape from the smoke and dust, but she was anxious to reach Boulder and worried she might see one of her husband’s business associates. If he found her… She shuddered.

The whistle blew, finally announcing the boarding call. She hurried to the front and let the conductor help her back into the car, “There you are, Miss. I hope you enjoyed the layover. We’ll be on our way again, soon.” She nodded gratefully and made her way to her seat, placing her packages beside her.

A man boarded and sat in the seat across from her. He was an ordinary sort of man, clean and impeccably dressed, but his eyes held a ruggedness not usually seen in your average lawyer. He spared her only a glance but it was enough to set fire to her loins.

She averted her eyes but the flush creeping up her body was enough to give her away. She kept her gaze glued to the window, hoping he wouldn’t look up or, God forbid, try to talk to her. She wasn’t sure she could maintain control if he did. She wasn’t even sure she could maintain control if he didn’t.

The rumbling of the train didn’t help Her plight. Try as she might, she couldn’t push away her desire. Her seat vibrated tantalizingly beneath her and her body betrayed her with waves of pleasure. Unable to restrain the force of her pulsing release, she feigned a coughing spell, bringing the overprotective conductor to her seat.

“Are you alright, Miss?”

“Yes, Sir. I just inhaled a bit of dust,” she coughed feebly. The man across from her was staring and she wished he would look away but instead he leaned towards her offering a flask.

“It’s water. I promise.”

She hesitated, but the conductor grabbed it for her, holding it to her lips. She resented the implication of weakness, but she was a woman, traveling alone. She sipped dutifully.

“It’s ok. I’m better. Thank you,” she nodded to the gentleman across from her, “Thank you, kindly, Sir.”

He took the flask from her outstretched hand and smiled. Was there a touch of knowing in his smile? She blushed.

“You feel ok now, Miss? Could I get you something else?” the conductor had fussed over her from the moment he had taken her red suitcase in his white gloved hand. She would have preferred to be left alone, but she had to play her part. Her continued freedom depended on it. “No, Sir. I’m just fine. Thank you.”

He left, and she settled into her seat. Embarrassing as her spontaneous release had been, she was at least more relaxed. She drifted to sleep on a cloud of contentment.

*A note to the reader: The land which is now known as Boulder, CO was forcibly colonized by white settlers. Tribal nations, who once lived in Colorado include the Apache Nation, the Arapaho Nation, the Cheyenne Nation, the Pueblo tribes, the Shoshone tribe and the Ute Nation. The land itself, was attractive to gold prospectors, who were asked to leave as soon as they arrived by Chief Niwot of the Southern Arapaho. The white settlers refused and were heavily armed and the chief relented in the interest of peace. After a gold discovery, gold seekers continued to settle the area en mass, backed by the federal government. On November, 29 1864 the Colorado U.S. Volunteer Calvary (under the U.S. Army) committed the Sand Creek Massacre, a government sanctioned attack on the Arapaho and Cheyenne people killing somewhere between 70-500 natives in the attack, including (it is believed) Chief Niwot. It should be noted that Sand Creek was an unlivable piece of land (a reservation) onto which the natives had been previously forced. It should also be noted that this is a very abbreviated version of history and much of our history has been, whitewashed by the colonizers of stolen land, making it possibly inaccurate. I felt it important to acknowledge the true history in my own awkward way, in telling a story of “going west”. The main character’s freedom came on the back of the oppression and genocide of the original inhabitants of the land in question. I must also note that the oppression of natives in the area (as in all colonized areas) is ongoing.

Here are some resources to support native interests in Colorado:

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