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The note I left for mama before school this morning was loving, but short lived.
The savory smell of breakfast cooking, and joyous laughter coming from downstairs continued.
I felt a tear escape as I scribbled the rest of my thoughts down onto the lined paper.
Journal entry 2.
• • •
I packed some clothes in my backpack.
Some blouses, and jeans with comfortable shoes and a brittle brush which reminded me that I needed to get a new one.
I made sure to add extra undergarments and the few makeup products I owned.
The note stuck on the side of my night stand, a wet stain marking the front and backside of it.
When I walked downstairs mama gave me a peck on the cheek before I left wishing me a good day back at school.
Not knowing this could possibly be the last time I ever saw her.
• • •
Mikey wanted to meet at Betty's diner.
Right as I left the house I took the fastest way to the diner that I could remember.
The morning today was gloomy and dark a big, fat droplet landed on my hand as I speed walked.
I turned a corner and a familiar light up sign filled my vision, "Kimberly!"
A sharp voice shouted as I turned my head, Mikey had his Chevy with the trunk wide open that contained a few bags.
My feet sloshed in some puddles as I ran to throw my arms around his thick neck, peppering kissed all over his cheeks.
When I pulled back, red lipstick littered his beaming face.
"I'm ready, baby"
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All Those Who See { A 1960's Interracial Novelette }
Historical FictionKimberly Smith resides in a rural slum located in Alabama, Birmingham with her mother. In 1963 news was spreading fleetly of the civil right riots happening downtown to put an end to "Whites-only" lunch counters and segregation. To come in terms wit...
