“I see… Well, my name is Lindsey. Or… It was. All the slaves go by numbers instead. I’m sixty-four.”“It’s nice to meet you, Lindsey.” She seemed a little better, so I helped her stand, gripping her arms to steady her. I decided to take my chance then.Glancing over my shoulder, I saw that my guard
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