The first Great Migration from the red clay and heat of the south to the asphalt and snow of the north was a journey where hopes of the future walked hand in hand with ghosts of the past…the Great Migration was a marathon where a mother’s fastest prayer could not outrun a father’s sin. The Great Migration was scary, hard, and inevitable.
The Great Migration also brought together two boys named John. One black. One white. One a savant. One a soldier. Together they forged a bond stronger than Father Time and closer than Mother Nature, outrunning the ghosts of the past and the sins of the fathers. Two boys suddenly and without warning cast as lead actors to balance the pendulum between good and evil.