
In March of 2014, four friends from Dallas, Texas set out on a weekend camping trip to the Casache National Forest in central Louisiana. They…
“Well, Mister,” he paused, waiting for a name. “Jo,” Ellen said softly. “William Johnson. ” “Mr. Johnson,” the man repeated, extending his hand. It’s been…
He looked at Ellen with genuine concern, then turned to the clerk with irritation. This man is clearly ill. Must you insist on formalities when…
Ellen signed the register, or rather, the clerk signed it after Ellen’s left-handed trembling convinced him it was easier to do it himself. Upstairs in…
By the time they realize you’re not coming, you’ll be free. ” She paused, her voice softening. “This is what we do. This is how…
And more than a century and a half after their journey, their descendants would gather to remember not just what Ellen and William escaped from,…

I am speaking to you from a location I cannot disclose because the price on my head is still [music] active. On March 14th, 2016,…
Va Yousef told me about you before he was arrested. My heart stopped. Dr. Ysef, the hospital director, the man who had been executed in…
He told us where you would be executed and what time. ” [music] He said to wait until nightfall and retrieve your body for burial.…
He couldn’t because the woman looking back at her from that mirror no longer existed. It was December 18th, 1848 in Mon, Georgia, and Ellen…


