A Day To Pick Your Own Cotton (2010) - Plot & Excerpts
Katie set down the knife in her hand she’d been slicing bread with, wiped her hands, and went to meet her. She brought Aleta into the kitchen and asked her, “Would you like some breakfast?” “What are they doing here?” said Aleta, glancing first toward me, then with a frown toward Emma. “I told you before, they live here.” “They live in the same house with you?” “Yes. Mayme and Emma are my friends.” “They will never be my friends.” I turned away. I knew she was just a confused little girl who didn’t know better. But the words hurt. And I knew there was nothing I could do to help. If I’d have tried to be nice to her or go over and talk to her, to show her that I was a normal person just like her, it wouldn’t have done any good. If there was going to be a change in what she thought of my being black, it would have to come from inside her. Even Emma was uncharacteristically quiet. After getting used to Katie’s kindness, I think the words took her by surprise and shocked her into silence.
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