Through the Storm (Le Veq Family #1)

by Beverly Jenkins

Less than an hour later, the small company of Black cavalrymen crested a rise, and the sight of the vast encampment spread across the valley below them took Sable’s breath away.

With a dignity that lent power to his words, her escort said, “Welcome to freedom, Miss Fontaine.”

“More’s the pity. I believe you people would have been served better by staying put. You’re never going to be treated equal because you weren’t created equal. Every race has a place and you’re trying to rise above yours, but we won’t let you. We’re going to tell our children and they’re going to tell their children and their grandchildren and we’re going to follow you down through time until you accept it.” “We’ll never be slaves again, Sally Ann, not without bathing this country in blood.”