Ginny slept very little. One persistent nightmare woke her over and over. She had been standing underneath a large tree, in the dark of night, clothed only in a thin nightgown. Hooded men with glowing torches surrounded her. One looped a rope around her neck. Her daddy’s hazel eyes shone through the eyeholes. In the dream, Ginny started screaming, “I’m white, Daddy. Don’t do it. I’m white.”
HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
