In the heart of Boston, 1773, 13-year-old Ethan worked as a stable boy for Mr. Adams. Ethan was curious and observant, but he knew when to stay quiet. One late evening, he overheard Mr. Adams and some gentlemen discussing a tea party. It wasn't the usual kind with pastries and laughter, but something secret, something rebellious.
Ethan knew the tension between the colonists and the British was thick, and he had heard whispers of revolt. The talk of a tea party puzzled him, but he kept his curiosity to himself.
Life in Boston was not easy. Ethan's day began before sunrise, cleaning stables, running errands, and doing what he could to earn his keep. The talk of a strange tea party stayed with him, nagging at his curiosity.
One cold December night, Ethan followed Mr. Adams and the gentlemen. He watched as they disguised themselves and boarded the ships loaded with tea. Ethan was torn, stay silent or intervene. Eventually, he tugged at a constable's coat, pointing at the harbor.
Whether the constable dismissed him or was too late, Ethan never knew. What he did know was the next morning, the Boston Harbor was a mess of tea leaves, and a spark had been ignited - a spark that would lead to a revolution.