“For the journey, and this,” she handed Ellen a folded piece of paper. “If anyone stops you, if there’s trouble at the station, show them…
Other enslaved people heard the story and were inspired to attempt their own escapes. While most did not employ such an elaborate disguise, the craft’s…
Instead, the Christians began emerging one by one, their faces filled not with hatred or fear, but with compassion and concern. The first person to…
Ellen nodded slowly, watching her reflection. Practice the movements. Slower, stiffer, the careful, pained gate of a man whose body was failing him. She had…

Pay attention to the man with a fire torch around the building. His name is Kesan. He just lit the structure on fire with…
They had risked everything on the belief that slavery was wrong and must be resisted. History had proven them right. Their return to Georgia carried…
Gentlemen, don’t stare. If someone asks a question you can’t answer, pretend the illness has made you hard of hearing. And never, ever let anyone…
He was younger than Ellen expected, perhaps in his late 20s, with sharp eyes that seemed to catalog every detail. When Ellen approached, he looked…
Dawn came cold and gray over Charleston. Ellen and William left the hotel before the city fully woke, moving through streets still shadowed and quiet.…
Most white folks traveling for health, they bring family or they hire nurses along the way. Just one servant seems light. It was the same…


