Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #39
…Willy Campbell has made yet another trip to the rail depot in Midway, this fourth day of October 1896…
Willy Campbell has made yet another trip to the rail depot in Midway, this fourth day of October 1896, one of many in a wagon that could use a rest. He hopes to accommodate that soon, but is perceptively nervous despite encouragement to the contrary. No matter how justified the venture, he has the raw feeling of betrayal in his gut; inexplicable loyalty to the only life he and his family have ever known.
“You slip under this here canvas, Master Haley.” Campbell takes the first step for future generations. “And you best not be movin’, seein’ we’ll both be workin’ in chains, should’st we be caught.”
“Don’t you worry now, Willy. We have been planning for this day for months,” he assures. “We’ve done this before and we will do it again, if we have to.”
“I don’t know what Master Love sees in a nigger family like mine.”
“Stop using that word!”
Willy thinks back to figure out just what he said was wrong.
“Don’t mean nothin’ to me, but if it pleases you, yessir I won’t no more. Now hush and stay still.” Quite literally, the only “Love” he has ever tasted began with that peach of a man, Herbert, who treated him like he was a real human being, instead of a rented mule.
The dutiful team of horses turns back toward home, merely looking forward to their reward of oats or an apple maybe or fresh hay at the very least. Back at the stable, where the sun is setting, black and white horses eat together.
Where have humans gone wrong?