Southern Rain
*Starlette*
I, Starlette Daily, have the perfect life. Head cheerleader, straight A’s, rich family, great friends, best style, and every guy’s fantasy. Yes. I had it all. My life was so perfect. My life was so… boring. Until I met Jim.
Autumn 1983
I met Jim Robinson in the local drug store. He was, as I will bluntly put it, black. I know it’s not a big deal today, Frieda. But that was the 80’s in Maybloom, Texas. Even though segregation was dead, old racism still lived on. Your great-grandparents were bigots. I was guilty of being of closed-minded until I met your grandfather.
Anyway, I met Jim while I was buying rollers. He was in front of me, buying cigarettes. At first, he meant nothing to me. I actually thought he was crass, harry, and a plain n****r. He and the clerk’s wife were fighting with each other like howler monkeys. Two ladies behind me and I became annoyed. I wanted to straggle that nigger for holding up the line.
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