Sarah continued, "I grew up in a very small, very segregated town. There were black neighborhoods and white neighborhoods, but very few were mixed. Black people went to black churches whereas white people went to white churches on Sunday morning. And even our elementary schools were segregated. It was only in high school that we all ended up together."
"I don't imagine your dad would be pleased if you brought home a black boyfriend then," Yana said while taking a sip of her Diet Coke. Each long fingernail was painted yellow, the color of her dress, and decorated with a tiny flower.
"It is not my daddy who is the problem," Sarah said, inspecting her own ladylike French manicure. "He is in heaven, where I am pretty sure they are beyond petty concerns like skin color. My mother, however, i
