“All the women’s lingerie and toiletry I found came from you?”
“Of course he wouldn’t know what you needed and even if he did with his face messed up and on his deathbed there was nowhere he could go to buy anything without causing alarm over his physical appearance not to mention his condition. He told me you were his only hope and he couldn’t let you die.”
“If he had made you aware that his Ms. Anna was black those things for me would never have arrived, nor would you have helped him,” Anna countered hating the eyes staring back at her.
“You are forever using the race card!”
“Race card!” Anna laughed, “That is the term used by you white racists to make us feel guilty when we call you on your wrongs, no, I’m using the Martin Luther King Jr. card no one explains you white southern racists as well he did unless it is that mother of mine.”