“It Was a Dark and Stormy Night”

My Earliest Memory, and How It Taught Me Not to Be a Racist

When I met my Southern Baptist great-grandmother

Photo by Ed Pirnak on Unsplash

The following story began its life as a 75-word novel, one of dozens I scribbled for a Facebook group a couple years ago. We were having fun, loving words, telling stories, challenging each other to be…