A Slave's Freedom

by Soaring


Break 1

I walked outside. Mr. Burr was there, standing across the road from me. He was there, smirking at me, like he knew something was going to happen. It… made me want to walk further down the road.

Master never made me feel uncomfortable like that. He’s not like that. He’d make sure I wasn’t overheating or sick. He needed me around. He…

My gaze fell towards the road.

It was dark. I could barely see Mr. Burr before. I could only see his face.

I turned back around, and he was gone. Where did he go?

I stood still, scared straight in place. Maybe he just went to get a lantern. Yeah, that’s it. He knows the way home.

And so should I… but where was home? It was down the road, right?

A loud bang rumbled in the air. Must be one of those guards shooting again. Guess home was just down the road. Guess Mr. Burr was letting me know to get on home or something…

...but that smirk. Why did he give me that look?

Another shot screamed into the night. That must be a gunfight I’m hearing. That ain’t no single one! They don’t shoot that fast!

An explosion erupted near my feet. I stumbled to the ground. I looked at my legs.

They were fine.

What was going on?!

And then, I saw her.

I was at the plantation, just down a ways. Apparently she was near me? Why was she near me?

I shook my head. This couldn’t be real. This can’t be real. She ain’t dead. She can’t be dead. She’s fine. Momma, ain’t she? Why she not moving then, huh? Why she ain’t moving!

Momma, please tell me she fine. Tell me all the way home.

Tell me all the way home.