Unless I have become a terrible writer, and my few spelling tics have finally caught up with me, pissing off my intended audience, I may have accidentally proven that racism and prejudice are alive and well in modern America. I introduced a little black cheerleader and a joke about a purple sheet into a story, and garnered 3 fives and 2 threes in the voting process. Maybe it's my imagination. I hope it is, because Jenny is a sweet girl.
And, maybe I'm too thin skinned and it's all about something else. We'll just have to wait and see
