“You cain’t come here and jus’ take me away,” Sarah scolded. “It don’ work like that!” “You’re free!” Jordan burst out. “Haven’t you heard of the Thirteenth Amendment?” “Course I heard that I free,” Sarah replied, heat and indignation in her voice, “but I don’ know what good it do me.” “You can do what you like, and you can go where you like,” Jordan replied more gently. “Freedom don’ come with a house. Freedom don’ come with a horse. Freedom don’ come with land. Freedom don’ come with food,” Sarah hissed. Jordan’s stomach lurched at the truth of the rebuke: freedom didn’t mean very much
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