I'm lookin' a little scraggly."I took the girls to the house and let them shower and dress. They were not fashion models in the clothes that were too ...ig. When they came out and put their heavy coats on, I said, "We will stop in at Wal-Mart and get you both some clothes that fit. If you pick out what you need, I'll get the stuff to make the clothes you already have to fit. Can you sew?"Mildred told me, "Yes, I can, and I have taught Summer a lot. We don't have much thread left at our place any. “Call the fucking cops, then. Let’s see who they side with.” she folded her arms. “Besides, I’m not done.”“Yes, you are.” Nicole replied, standing up. “I was hoping this would be some entertaining gossip. But nope, fuck it, I’m allowing a raping fuck to get the upper hand here. Fuck you.”She walked over to me and embraced me in a hug. “I’m sorry.” she whispered. “I hope you’re okay.”“Yeah?” May sputtered. “Well if you can spot liars, why doesn’t Adam tell you what happened after? When I. It’s downright scary to him. A spitting cobra doesn’t frighten him half as much. The White man’s tactic of raising his mixed offspring to embrace Whiteness and distance themselves from their African heritage usually works better on their daughters than their sons. The daughters of White fathers and Black mothers seldom date Black men. Why? Their White father fears Black men. And their Black mother usually has nothing positive to say about the Brothers, that’s why she dated/married Whitey in the. I know I looked so odd. My hair is to the middle of my back, brown with some silver and I had a long bushy grey beard. In my long robe, I am sure I looked like some guy pretending to be a monk or wizard. Who’s that big guy in Harry Potter?The girl looked my way and I almost laughed out loud at the look on her face. You could tell she'd never seen anyone like me.I softly called to her, “What are you doing, bright eyes? You like chocolate chips?”She smiled and said, “Hell yes!" I sat the plate.