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Forget it.

Irene, chill out. I’m always here. Relax girl. Booooooooo

You wrote me, designed me and moved me. Now you say I’m no longer yours. I do understand that when the book went to press we characters took on lives of our own. It must have been a queer moment for you when you sent us out into the world. Especially because you say we’re… View More

John, let’s be rational for a second here. You said it yourself, Margery is white. Her father is white, she thinks her mother is white, her friends think she is white, her classmates and teachers think she is white, the entire world believes that your daughter is a member of the white community and that… View More

Clare is gone. That bastard John Bellew came into our party, rampaging (to say the least), and calling out his wife for interacting with the black community, and even worse, hiding the fact that she is a member. I felt a sense of urgency when John arrived, an instinct to protect Clare. Is this because… View More

everything is better now. Your two halves are finally one. Everything that you experienced, any traumatic moment, that gave us life! You speak of rejection but we rojoice! Your life inspired ours, and now Clare and I are together like we always belonged to be. No one regrets anything. We’re just so happy to be… View More

Clare,   Please help me find you! I need for us to be together. Only then can I forgive myself for everything and forget my debilitating paranoia and move beyond where I am. I only hope my soul moves as fast as my heart right now. We’ll be together forever. I just need a sign… View More

Thank  you for replying to my letter. It was a pleasure to read your response. I’m interested to learn that you’re black and light-skinned like me, and not surprised that you considered passing. I don’t regret having done it but I wouldn’t recommend you put yourself in such a potentially damaging place. There are other… View More