Is there anything that might ease your journey? Water? A blanket? Ellen shook her head minutely. Thank you. No, I only need quiet. Of course,…
Williams slipped into the negro car, taking a seat by the window, but leaning his head away from the glass, using the brim of his…
But Frank’s followers began comparing the tone with archived audio from Marie’s old college radio show, an episode from 1994, where she read excerpts of…

They were the kind of couple who looked like they had everything ahead of them. In the spring of 1998, Eric Holloway and Marie Dunn,…
Their escape had been too spectacular, too audacious to remain unknown for long. Word was spreading through the south about the enslaved couple who had…
A question that had no good answer, no clever deflection, no way out except the truth or a lie so desperate it could only end…
If they had stayed in Wilmington overnight, if the woman had mentioned her concerns to authorities, if she had decided to investigate further. But they…
The planter seemed satisfied and returned to his newspaper. Outside, through the small cabin window, the Georgia coastline slipped past, marshes and islands and the…
He paused briefly near the window where Ellen sat. She held completely still, posture relaxed, but distant, the way she had seen white men ignore…
Local musicians composed songs inspired by Daniel’s journal, and children performed plays reenacting his journey, blending fact and legend. The Daniel Carter Safety Fund, now…





