brother, Sven, who really brought her around. He told her she had to eat or the baby would die, and then all that existed of her lover would be gone for good. So Anna began eating.â
âAnd the baby was born,â Rudy said.
âYes, the baby was born. And her diary literally skips most of the pregnancy. Things were quiet for a while,â I said.
âUntil?â
âUntil the farmers found the female wolf.â
Rudyâs expression darkened. âI donât want to know,â he said. âWhy do you get involved in this kind of thing?â
âAunt Sissy is the one who asked me to read it,â I said. âKnowing what I know, I couldnât not finish it.â
âOkay, so what happened?â he asked.
âThey trapped the she-wolf in a neighborâs shed. Some old building that the neighbor was going to tear down anyway. Then they burned it down. With the wolf inside.â
Rudy just shook his head.
âOh, but the worst part is Anna ⦠She somehow knew what was coming. She said in her diary, âI know I shall suffer the same fate as the she-wolf. Our destinies are intertwined. But at least her cubs survived. Maybe Emelie will live on.â Lord, Rudy. I just put those papers aside and bawled like a baby.â
âBecause Emelie dies with her mother in the fire.â
âYes,â I said. âTwo months old. Itâs more than I could think about. Anna knew when she was trapped in that cellar that her baby was going to die with her.â
I swiped at a tear.
Rudy hugged me close. âSee, this is why Iâm happy,â he said.
âWhat?â I asked. âWhat are you talking about?â
âIâm happy because Iâm married to a woman who cries over a baby and a wolf and a girl whom she never knew, and who lived a hundred and fifty years ago,â he said.
âOh, jeez,â I said and sniffled. I pulled a tissue out of my pocket and swiped at my nose.
âSo, whatâs the last entry in the diary?â Rudy asked.
âEmelieâs baptism. Anna took her to Cedar Springs to have her baptized. She wouldnât have her baptized here in Olin, at her church. She said that even though the parson was now gone, she couldnât bear to have Emelie baptized there. I guess the parson moved on,â I said. âAccording to Anna, it was a gorgeous day. She went only with her brother. Her parents wouldnât go. And she cried at the thought of her lover looking down from heaven upon his little girlâs dedication to God.â
âMan,â Rudy said. âWhat an amazing story.â
âI know now why Aunt Sissy didnât want to part with the manuscript. I donât want to part with it either, because I want to make sure that whoever has it will really appreciate it. I canât stand the thought of somebody tossing it in a wet basement or using it for kindling, or letting their kids color on the backs of the pages. But, yet ⦠I donât want to keep it either.â
âSo, what are you going to do with it?â
âWell, I think Iâm going to come along fishing with you guys and see if Mister Bloomquist is the descendant of Sven. Of course, he probably wonât know if he is descended from Sven. But if he is, then Iâm going to check him out first. If he seems ruthless and heartless, you know, like somebody who could care less about a manuscript written by his great-great-grandfatherâs sister, then Iâm going to donate it to the historical society. At least there I know it will be taken care of. Maybe Iâll stop in the cities and see if there is a depository of some sort for historical manuscripts. In Minneapolis or St. Paul, it will most likely be read and at least preserved. I feel like Anna deserves that,â I said.
âYou know,â Rudy said, âthere are millions of stories like Annaâs down through the ages. She wasnât the only
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