Bluebird, Bluebird (Highway 59, #1)

by Attica Locke

Criminality, once it touched black life, was a stain hard to remove.

retired from their responsibilities

that justice and despondency were so inextricably intertwined that the former was often not worth the trouble of the latter.

For black folks, injustice came from both sides of the law, a double-edged sword of heartache and pain.

justice didn’t require the consent of those left behind.