Siege
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Jacqueline Pearce
Jacqueline Pearce is the author of 12 books for children and teens. Her novels and nonfiction explore her fascination with local history, people, nature and animals, including Dog House Blues and The Truth About Rats, which were written for the BC SPCA Kids Club. Jacqueline has degrees in English literature and environmental studies. She has volunteered for the BC SPCA humane education program for many years and has both fostered and adopted many rescued animals with her family. She near Vancouver with her husband, daughter, dog and two cats.
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Siege - Jacqueline Pearce
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Chapter One
Gunfire rings in my ears.
Second line…Fire!
Major Helston, our commanding officer, yells above the noise.
I squeeze the trigger of my musket and…nothing happens. I try again.
Poof. Gunpowder bursts in my face. A rotten-egg smell stings my nose.
Flash in the pan,
my cousin Sean says near my ear. Trust him to know the 1812 name for a gun misfire.
According to the rules for this phony battle, a soldier whose gun doesn’t fire is a dead soldier. I glance behind me, hoping Major Helston hasn’t noticed my firing fail. But there he is, stepping out of the smoke like a devil in his red British officer’s uniform. His rust-colored cheek whiskers flare out like flames on either side of his face.
Soldier!
He lifts a beefy finger and points right at me. You’re dead!
I clutch at my chest as if I’ve been shot and drop to the ground. This is so lame. Sean steps over my body as his line advances. I groan as if I’m not quite dead yet and shift position, trying to trip him. Instead, I snag his foot, and he kicks me in the ribs.
Serves you right,
he says as he marches on without me.
I lie on the field as the rest of my battalion marches forward. Musket smoke rises around me, and I can’t see if there’s anyone else on the ground. I’m sweating in this hot uniform. There’s no shade, and it’s got to be ninety degrees out here. The grass under my cheek is dry and prickly, and a rock jabs into my hip. I think an ant is crawling up my pant leg. Why did I let Sean talk me into this?
When Sean invited me camping with him in Canada this summer, reenactment camp was not what I had in mind. His family has an RV, so I thought we’d be at one of those big campgrounds with a swimming pool and miniature golf…and girls. And showers. And Internet access and electricity for recharging my phone. Although it doesn’t matter that we have no electricity and no Internet, since Major Hell Storm confiscated all our phones and devices. Because, of course, soldiers in 1812 did not have electronics.
There wasn’t much I could do once I got to my aunt and uncle’s place in Toronto and found out where Sean planned to drag me. I couldn’t turn around and go back to Syracuse. My parents had already left for Switzerland and their big European cruise.
It’ll be fun, Jason,
Sean had said. Like laser tag, but with muskets.
Right. At least with laser tag the guns work. And I’ve never had to spend the whole game lying on the ground dressed like an idiot and sweating like a pig. Sean didn’t mention the War of 1812 soldier uniforms until after his dad dropped us off at Old Fort Erie, and it was too late for me to back out. We don’t even get to wear the proper red coats (for the British and Canadian soldiers) or blue coats (for the Americans) until the big battle at the end of the week. Instead, we’ve all got baggy white shirts and white pants with suspenders. They call the pants breeches, and instead of a zipper, they have a flap with buttons. Kind of like the style pirates wore, I guess. But without the cool factor.
I peer through the smoke, trying to make out the lines of play soldiers. Something bumps my foot. I look up past a pair of black officer’s boots and see a long tanned hand reach down through the smoke.
On your feet, soldier,
orders Lieutenant Gunner, our second in command.
Chapter Two
I take Lieutenant Gunner’s hand, and he pulls me up in one swift, strong movement. He’s tall, lean and way younger than Major Helston. He actually looks good in his tight-fitting red jacket and tall black hat with its shiny plate and white plume. He looks like an officer in a movie about the War of 1812.
You’ve recovered,
he says. It’s a miracle!
He grins at me like we’re both in on the joke, and I smile back. Could it be that easy? I glance around for Major Helston.
Don’t worry about Helston,
Gunner says, as if he’s read my mind. He won’t see us until the smoke’s cleared, and by then the battle will be over.
He nods toward my musket. So what’s the problem?
I explain about my musket misfiring. He’s going to think I’m a real loser. Instead, he nods.
Pretty common with nineteenth-century muskets,
he says. Make sure you clean it before you load it again.
He holds his own gun out to me. Give this one a try. It’s primed and loaded.
I exchange my musket for his and take aim across the field. Through the rising smoke and bright orange blasts of musket fire, I see the white uniforms of the other soldiers. I can’t tell which side is which. I hesitate for a second,