As a girl growing up in Tuscaloosa, Keisha understood racial animus in her bones. The tensions between whites and just about anyone else were just under the surface even though civility demanded a reconstructed politenes between the races. But like many others she felt the differences.
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Hair-trigger Justice
General FictionJoe Slattery is retired and lives on his own in Schuylkill Township, Pennsylvania, a rural, off-the-beaten-path part of the state. One night he is startled to see a young black man on his front porch, knocking at the door. No words are exchanged...
