Outlaws - An American Youth - [Charles Smith x OC]

1963

The old lady was sitting at her desk. From there, she could watch her granddaughter, casually lying on the sofa while writing a passionate text about women's rights. What would the girl's future be?

In more than 80 years of existence, Anna Grey had seen plenty of changes. She lived some, too, her history sometimes blending with the big one.

Her attention went back to May. Like her grandmother, she was passionate and opinionated. But she was looking like him. Same eyes, same piercing gaze.

The woman smiled, thinking of her long-time lost lover. She was doing this for her children of course, but also for him. For them.

They were young, fiery, and full of ideals, at the dawn of a new world that was, despite their will, already there. Arthur, John, Mary-Beth and all the others. She remembered them as if it were yesterday. It was now time to tell their story.

Turning her attention away from her granddaughter, she grabbed a pen and started to write.