The Liberty Bell cracked on a July afternoon in 1863, and when the last adult in Philadelphia died that night, Ethan Cross knew that the world he had known was gone forever.
He was sixteen years old, an orphan raised in a boarding house near Society Hill by a woman named Mrs. Gable, who had taken him in when he was five after a fever took his parents in Wilmington. He remembered them dimly—his father's deep voice reading from a copy of Pilgrim's Progress, his mother's hands, rough from laundry work, brushing his hair before school. He remembered the smell of his...
0 Commentarios 0 Acciones 4 Views 0 Vista previa