And most of these offspring identity as ‘minority’ rather than ‘White’. It’s not their fault. The definition of Whiteness is very narrow. To...be White, you need a White father and a White mother. To be a minority, you need a non-White parent. That’s it, and you’re in this club for life. Have no fear, minorities are becoming the majority. It’s the new world order. And I love it. The wonderful thing is that White guys who get mad at White women who get with Black guys STILL lose when they get with. "Are you sure?" Positive" Absolutely?"Absolutely"It was madness, an insane act, but I took the lighter from him and giggled as I lit the fire, there were literally thousands of pounds worth of clothes there, practically every ball gown I'd worn since I was eight, without waiting to watch the fire catch hold, I dragged him upstairs again and we staggered back down with almost all the rest of my clothes, giggling like lunatics we threw them all on the inferno.I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a. “How are you doing?” he added, glancing over at Kadal. She was shivering, her arms wrapped around her torso protectively.“Cold,” she grumbled.Caden set down his pack and began to remove his cloak, Kadal cocking her head at him as he shrugged it off. He presented it to her, the reptile hesitating for a moment before reaching out to take it. She wrapped it around her shoulders tightly, the garment so small that it only just covered her torso, barely reaching her lower back.“Thank you,” she. She would tell my mother that the borrowed amount would be cut from her next month’s salary. But often my mother would get the full salary itself; the old woman would ask her to forget the money she had borrowed. The old woman was kind to my mother in many other ways also. Often, when her son or daughter visited the house and brought presents, she would give something or the other to my mother. I used to wonder why she was being so kind to us. But soon Parvathiamma was to ask something from my.