I can be who I want with no one to tell me it might be an insult to the family name.
She couldn’t remember the amount of times mom or dad had told her not to do something because she was a Raynhart. She had been younger then, not so used to having a popular family name.
Talking to white people wasn’t allowed. You couldn’t get dirt on your clothes. You couldn’t run around playing with all the other kids because you were better than them. Don’t laugh too loud because it’s uncouth. Don’t look at that white boy because he’s ugly, not cute. Don’t be jealous of people with blue eyes. Blue eyes are ugly.
She’d wanted to go into soccer but mom put her into dance instead. Raynhart girls didn’t play soccer. They were grace...
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