Their differences, so plain a few minutes before, faded away. Ruby Jewel could smell his cologne, a spicy, rich smell that reminded her of New York City fumes of buses, trains, and traffic. Later, when the dancing had ended, they'd sat talking in the meeting room until the pink streaks of daylight reminded them both that they hadn't slept. Plans were made when Andrew returned to Oxford, they would go out to dinner at Christmas Break from school
Hello. What a powerful story. It's amazing what history this nation holds and the dark and unfortunate history for many. It's. It's good to hear this story because it serves all involved to know that the stories are living on. So thanks for being consistent with sharing the incredible stories that you come across. It's really special to hear them. When I see your name pop up, I know it's going to be a good story or just something worth hearing
Phyllis Allen
@MamaMinnie · 2:06
You. Thank you. That makes me feel so good. I was young when this happened, but I remember the feeling of dread, knowing that these young boys were out there alone on a dark Mississippi road. And I didn't really appreciate that. Having grown up in Texas, we have some dark roads, but there's something different about a dark, black Mississippi road. I learned that a few years ago