Chapter 104

Lowering her voice, his mother swore, “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.”

“This is different,” Stacy said, earnest. “Believe me, Mom. I’m so close to graduating, I don’t want to screw up now. Darian won’t letme screw up. He told me no, you happy?” Why was he telling her this? “I tried and he turned me away, said not until I’m out of the program. He’s good for me, Mom. Wait ‘til you meet him. You’ll see.”

More silence. Then she asked just one, short question. “Is he black?”