Seven Days in June

by Tia Williams

“The publishing industry has a hard time processing Black characters unless we’re suffering.”

Shane went further. “Where is he?” “You tell me. Where do men go when they’re done?”

“I’ve been meaning to call you.” Hearing himself say this, Shane knew he deserved Eva’s incredulous, outraged brow raise. She looked equally likely to flip the table or die laughing. “Riveting,” she said. “I’ve been meaning to try lash extensions.”