In that county, in that state at that time, a different pot was boiling. A pot that could not be stopped easily either. At that moment at that time, the country was at rest. White folks in white homes in safe white areas and then the coloreds had their areas and they knew their place. All except at the house belonging to Carter Curtis. He slept late on a Saturday in the arms of a beautiful woman and at that moment, at that time, everything in the world was perfect for those two people.
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- Publication Date
- Sep 29, 2011
- Language
- English
- Category
- History
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- All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
- Contributors
- By (author): John Mark Calahan
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