“Cath, are you a sugar?” he asked. Another joke, I guessed.
“Why?”
“Because you’re the sweetest person that I know.” My heart stopped for a moment. He’s so cheesy but why does it impact me.
“I’m far from sweet, Gelo.” I rolled my eyes. He should be giving me more realistic punch lines or jokes.
“Cath, do you know why white sugar and brown sugar are packed differently?” he asked seriously. I hoped this wasn’t another joke or punch line.
“Because they have different tastes and uses?” I’m not that sure of my answer. First, I wasn’t a kitchen person. Second, I don’t study food and ingredients.
“Wrong! Because of racism.”
Colored and white people were separated from each other because of color. I don’t know the point of separating these races from each other when they wer
