Freedom's Price

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NOW SHE could make out a narrow rectangle high up on the wall that let in a thin line of light and air. The shackles were fastened to a wall, and she could explore only a few feet in either direction. Finally she slid down to the floor, sitting with her back against the wall. Eliza pulled at the knots fastening her hands with her teeth, but the knots were tied too tightly. She tried to think of what Ma and Pa would do. They wouldn’t ever let themselves get into this situation. What about Reverend Meachum? He would pray. But first, he’d make sure that he’d tried everything in his power to help himself. She could always count on one thing to calm her down. Before the panic could overwhelm her, she began to hum. Music always reminded Eliza of happier times, like singing at church or putting Lizzie to sleep with a lullaby. Think, Eliza, she told herself. She was cargo. There was no one on this ship who would help her except Wilson. But she couldn’t rely on Wilson finding that tiny scrap of ribbon.
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