In small towns, news travels at the speed of boredom.

Man can believe the impossible, but man can never believe the improbable.

Don't call me a nigger
Call me a black brother 
We are in the same circumstance of life together

And, she thought uncomfortably, what would happen if people did not recognize you? Would you know who you were yourself? If tomorrow they started to call her Vanessa or Janet or Elizabeth, would she know how to be, how to feel like, Charlotte? Were you some particular person only because people recognized you as that?

Of course I'm not going to look through the keyhole. That's something only servants do. I'm going to hide in the bay window.

Penelope Farmer

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Written By Penelope Farmer

Written By Penelope Farmer

Written By Penelope Farmer

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