In a letter to her friend, Nettie remembers ner trip to the pr--Civil
War South. She remembers the swet cedar smell in the air and the sun
pressing on her head. But she also remembers Tabitha, the slave at the
hotel who has only that one name, and she remembers the heaps of rags
the slaves use for beds. Most of all, though, she remembers the slave
auction where people were bought and sold like sacks of flour. Nettie
can't forget these images, and she can't help but wonder what life would
be like if she were a slave.....
Based on the diary of the author's great--grandmother, this is a
poignant and compelling look at slavery through the eyes of a young
girl. Once read, it is not soon forgotten.