I am William Landor
Greetings, my name is William Landor. I am the son of a
wealthy Boston merchant, but if you want to know something about the business,
ask my older brother, Edmond. Edmond is my father’s favorite, and I have never
been able to measure up.
After the tragic death of my mother and sister-in-law, I
fled to England where I remained for four years. When I returned in May of
1774, I found that Boston’s political tensions had grown worse. The king had
even ordered that the port be sealed; no ships going in or out. What did the
people of Boston expect after dumping the tea into the harbor?
I was shocked to discover that my good friend and our family
physician, Dr. Joseph Warren, not only supported the rebels, but also was one
of their leaders. He tried to make me understand why he and his followers did
what they did, but struggled to accept it. They just did not understand what
was due their king and country.
I had hoped that my father and I would get along better
after I returned, but nothing seemed to be going right. He was angry with me
for the time I spent with Warren. He also fears the future. With the Boston
port closed, what is a merchant to do?
As if things alone do not make my life complicated enough, I
have many secrets I must keep, including that the young African I brought home
with me is not truly a slave, and the clock buried deep within my trunk.
Which side will I choose? Will I ever get rid of that
annoying girl, Selah, who is always speaking up about her beliefs? What about
my secrets? Will I have have the courage to allow some of them time come to
light?
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