He was quiet, too quiet, the kind of quiet that is filled with regret. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move, all I could do was hold my breath and wait for his response. If he would have cried or even cursed I would have known how to react. But sitting on the...
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Hey Sis, hey!
For women of color to continue the conversations that we have in the nail salon, beauty parlor, church, and during our lunch breaks at work. This is a place where you can kick off your shoes and get comfortable.