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“Your family wronged me,” I hissed. “No child should ever be treated the way your mama treated me. No child should ever be taken from their mother the way your pappy took me from mine. Don’t matter that I was a slave owned by Master Hall. Don’t matter that my skin was dark. What matters is that I is a human being. What kind of person treats another human being the way your mama treated me?” I shook my head, my chin trembling with emotion. “But I ain’t here to judge you, Mr. Hall. That day will come soon enough. For you. For me. For your mama and pappy.”
Under the Tulip Tree
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