“Fletcher, I’ve changed my mind,” spoke a visibly shaken Clarence. “Must have been my nerves acting up after so much running. I’ll stay on.”
“I knew you would come around to reason! Though let’s get a couple of things straight. There will be no word of this to the others. They have plenty enough fear in their own minds. Second, if you ever bring up this leaving stuff again you will not have time to finish one sentence before meeting your Maker! You understand me Clarence?”
A simple nod of acknowledgement sealed the agreement. Fletcher now marched towards the rest of the escapees.
“Are we all ready to continue on the road to freedom? I think if we make good time, tonight will be our last camp before Savannah. But don’t be slack about your learnings in the swamp at Bitter Man! Until our f
