Tucked under the warmth of her covers she cradled the phone between her ear and the pillow. With a voice full of nostalgia she said: You’re fortunate to be able to trace your roots back to Africa. Life started there. It’s the center of everything….. I’d hoped she would leave it there but she was in a sentimental mood and needed to speak what was in her foggy, dream filled mind.
The African people are so strong and the children are beautiful. I only met one ugly baby when I was there. I think strength is in their DNA. They’re such resilient people, …and they can dance. White people can’t dance, why is that?
That’s when I started drinking.
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