Wagon

As Henry fired his first shot, Sarah ducked down in the wagon, trying to protect herself from any stray shots. She could hear the sound of gunfire ringing out around her, and she was terrified.

But as Henry continued to take down the slave hunters one by one, Sarah began to feel a glimmer of hope. She knew that Henry was an expert marksman, and she had faith that he could protect her and the slaves.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last slave hunter fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Henry cautiously approached the wagon, checking to make sure that all of the hunters were truly dead.

With the coast now clear, Sarah emerged from the wagon, shaking with relief. "Thank you, Henry," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been here."

Henry put a hand on Sarah's Head, offering her a small smile. "You're safe now," he said...one of the free slave shot Henry in his left eye. more slave Hunters were coming for them were after her. Sarah knew she had to act fast to save Henry's life, so she quickly grabbed a nearby wagon and helped him onto it. Despite the danger that lay ahead, Sarah was determined to get Henry to safety.

As they rode away, Sarah could not help but think about the other slaves who had been left behind. Her heart was heavy with sadness, knowing that they were still living in harsh conditions and perilous danger. But she knew that she could not help them on her own, and that her priority right now was to get Henry to a doctor.

After a long and difficult journey, Sarah and Henry finally arrived at a nearby hospital. The doctors worked tirelessly to save Henry's life, and miraculously, he managed to pull through.

Over the following months, Sarah never left Henry's side, constantly nursing him back to health and tending to his every need. As time went on, the two of them grew closer and closer.