Curzon and I had walked on for numerous days without food or water. Curzon's fever worsened. He was burning up and it took a lot of my energy to care for him. Regardless of that, we kept walking. After a few days, he recovered. Our rations were taken when we saw some American soldiers, leaving us with money and no food. I persuaded them that we were making our way back to our master, who allowed me to take my brother for a stroll since he was ill. At least part of that was true. Curzon found a marketplace and a tavern. They were both small and nothing like the ones we were accustomed to before. Then, we started arguing whether to go to the tavern or to go to the marketplace to buy food. "Let's go to the marketplace. We are more likely to be caught if we go to the tavern." Curzon said in quiet voice. "No, you need to rest. You're still ill." I said. Curzon encouraged me, "I'll be alright, what we need the most right now is food for the trip back to the Lockton's estate. Then, it hit me. I didn't think about it before, but, where are we? Were we in South Carolina? I bothered to ask Curzon, since he looked weary. After the long debate, we had decided to go to the marketplace. I did most of the talking so Curzon could rest a little. People stared at my scar as they walked pass us, but I didn't mind that. Curzon was breathing heavily. We walked to the tavern, hoping we wouldn't get caught. "Sleep some. I'll wake you up when it's time." I said. Curzon argued "No, we need t--" With that, he fell fast asleep.
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