Yellow Crocus (Freedman/Johnson, #1)
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“I declare. I ain’t never seen nothin’ like that,” the old woman said with a shake of her gray-haired head. “A White girl huggin’ on and carin’ for a Negro baby.”
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But I know a good man make life more sweet. Someone to hold you and love you, someone to share your dreams with, someone kind and thoughtful. A good man’s a treasure.”
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His voice broke, but he looked straight into her eyes. “I don’ ever want to see you again, you hear me? You gonna be free. Your family the first ones of us that got away. You makin’ me proud.”
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God is great, she thought to herself. God is great.
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“Yellow crocuses are my mama’s favorites. My mama and I will have a picnic with black-eyed peas today to celebrate.” “That right?” Mattie said with a shake of her head. “In my family we do just the same thing. Imagine that.”