Cordia was looking forward to spending a nice fall day with Julia at the Adams Farm. It had been a rough September for her dear friend. Julia had not quite recovered from the effects of not knowing Will's fate. She had spent a great deal of time in bed lately, coughing, choking, too weak to get up. Cordia had been extremely concerned for her. She had been to see her every day. Sometimes she just sat by and watched Julia in a restless sleep. Other times, she would read to her, or they would share stories about their childhoods. At one point, Julia's fever was so high, Dr. Walters wouldn't let Cordia, or anyone else besides Mrs. Adams, even go into her room. Finally, it had broken, after about three days.
Since that time, about a week prior, she had seemed to be doing much better. Since it
