Bliss

Marcie was staring up at the clouds in the beautiful, blue sky. She liked to lay by the Willow tree near the back of her father's creek and find shapes, mostly funny ones, to make her laugh. At least, it was something to do. She was so bored lately, even though she had everything given to her in her life. At times, she wanted to run away. Most of her friends were already married except for the few who became school marms. Guess it was more important for them to teach children then to marry and have their own children... This is a story about a daughter and her father exploring the west.