Clearly he had more human connections in his life than she’d realized though, if he’d been contacting so many people about Clover’s escape. Were there other escapees too? It could be that Douglas was helping a myriad of Southern slaves all at once, and she’d only happened to hear about one. Her chest swelled at the idea of such admirable work, and then she had another feeling, almost like jealousy. How lucky Douglas was, to be of use, to lighten the loads of others. To be needed.
Life needs a purpose, a goal and it can seem to be right at our fingertips where we can't quite reach it.
