The Horsemaster's Daughter
“In Latin the word meant “white,” but Eliza’s overwhelming first impression was of green. Green hills rising in ever-receding misty layers to the west. Green haze lying in the low valleys between the hills. Green trees taller than anything she’d seen on her low country island. Green murk at the fringes of the vast opening of the bay leading way up into the heart of Virginia. The lushness of the area seemed vaguely decadent, as if it were about to burst from so much bounty. But decadence in the c...onventional sense had never bothered Eliza particularly. While Hunter secured the lines to the ramp so the livestock could exit, Caliban barked excitedly and leaped ashore, toenails scrabbling over the weathered planks. Eliza felt nothing of the dog’s sense of adventure. Overnight, her world had been transformed. The father she thought she had known had turned out to be a different person entirely. She took pride in the notion that he had secretly helped fugitives to freedom. Yet a part of her felt betrayed, because he’d hidden something so important from her.MoreLess
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