James Rada, Jr. 2: Peace Negotiations Lou Preston perched on the creaking attic floorboards of his family’s weathered house, just south of Gettysburg. Sunlight slanted through a dusty dormer window and illuminated the motes dancing in the stale air. He swept his gaze over the tangle of moth-eaten furniture, battered cardboard boxes, and heaps of…

1: Inheritance Armies had marched past the simple large two-story home in Gettysburg, their boots trampling the grass into dirt and then mud on the third day of the battle. Soldiers, both Union and Confederate, had died in the back yard and the front yard, their final breaths drawn beneath the shade of ancient oaks.…