I read this 1966 novel by "Morna Stuart, the last generation of a family born in India" when I was a kid in the 1970s. It seemed progressive at the time, a narrative from the point of view of 18th century enslaved twin boys--one in Haiti, and one who was sold into a French household, as they long to be reunited. Meanwhile, there are revolutions happening.

The slave holders are thoughtless, greedy, and violent, but hating them is wrong, advises "Papa Doctor," an enslaved healer who chooses for himself and his family to remain in bondage to his white owner for reasons only he understands. That's wild, right?!? So much going on I didn't know about when I was a tween!