Bugout! A Novel Coronavirus Novel Ch. 88

Chanise never had a white friend. Gina never had a black friend. Two socially constructed races kept the two women apart. One Black, African-American, shaded, as in the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, a name people of color might want to change. One Caucasian motherfucker, as some people might say. One Black […]

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Bugout! A Novel Coronavirus Novel Ch. 87

Ashley reached over and adjusted the piglet’s seat belt and mask. You want a name, don’t you? Oink. OK, OK, I’m thinking. Oink’s a good name. But it sounds like pig Latin and I’m not fluent in a second species language. Oink. You’re the only person who knows I left Sterling alongside the road to […]

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