A Trip to Chicago.(a short story)

I couldn't have found a soulmate like him If i had seen him based on race, his act of kindness was rare, It then occurred to me that everything I was taught to know was wrong after all.
Dad was wrong to have told me that Black lives don't matter, that people of the black race are hateful and irrational all because Mum was murdered in cold blood by a person of colour.

We had one story about them, judging on Sentiments and experience.
But everything was indeed untrue because in my darkest hour when I needed help, A person of Colour came to my rescue all on a Southwest flight to Chicago.

My name is Claire Richardson listen to this fascinating story of how I met my husband.