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You made a Black boy feel unsafe in our home. My skin is as black as his, so I can’t be sure what you think of me. Am I a criminal too?
He doesn’t get it. None of that matters. My dad can be proud that he’s the first Black chief surgeon, but that doesn’t mean he’s proud to be Black.
You know that feeling you get when something amazing is happening, like if you try to keep it up for one more second, you might spontaneously combust and destroy everything?
I look over my shoulder again. He’s still watching me. When he catches my eye, he smiles and turns away. I turn too, smiling giddily.
I head toward my house with a smile blooming on my face, full of something indescribable. Just full. I feel full for the first time in months.
“Home is not a place. Home is in here.” She pats her hand over her heart. She says, “Don’t you fear, I’m right here.”
wasted so much time living in fear that I thought I was comfortable, but I was writhing in a cage that I didn’t know existed, making lists of all my worries with no intent to do anything about them.
Looking over his shoulder, he says, “Bye, Queen.” I roll my eyes and smile.
want you to be able to celebrate our differences. I need you to be aware that our differences will get us different outcomes in life. And I need you to know that just because I don’t fit into your stereotypes, that doesn’t mean I’m any less Black.”
Kissing Carter feels like I’m right where I need to be. Like everything happened just so that I could end up here, free of lies and fear and guilt, with friends who understand and respect me, and a boy who isn’t perfect, but who’s patient and whose light shines over all my darkness. Like finally.