Revolution of the Heart

My name is Elizabeth Victoria Henderson. I am a spy for the United State’s Continental Army. I wasn’t originally trained to be a spy, mind you. I was born and raised in Boston. My mother and father owned a small shop on a busy street in the city. When the Massachusetts Government Act was placed in 1774, my parent’s shop lost much of its patrons, mostly because my parents were both loyalists in most ways. I was always a Patriot, a Yank. My parents never saw what led me to be such a rebel, they thought of it as a phase. But I knew that my patriotism and hate for the British ran deep. When Boston was occupied, my parents chose to stay, chose to serve the stinking red coats and their gold coins. I left. My parents, whom I loved very much, had crossed a line. I could not, would not serve anyone who served the king. So, I went to nursing school, joined the nurse ranks, somehow, ended up behind enemy lines and most drastically, fell in love with a British Army Officer.