I’m wearing black denim jeans, right? Plus, I’ve got my favorite black high-top canvas sneakers on my feet, right?
So far, so good, Annie, she heard Mister Ellis say to her.
Lastly, she was wearing a black t-shirt with the market’s logo on it. On days when she worked there, Annie always wore clothes that would hide the dirt she was bound to pick up as she helped unload fresh produce or swept up or performed other tasks. Today’s ensemble had been dark to begin with, she knew, but all the dirt and underbrush she’d fallen into had probably made everything even darker still.
If you count the dirt on my face and arms and the grass and twigs in my hair, I’m practically in Army camouflage, aren’t I?
She could almost imagine Mister Ellis smiling and giving her a big thumbs up. And then she bec
