Between Brian and Clare, I am at my wit’s end! Clare keeps contacting me and I just don’t want to see her. I am so ashamed of what she has become. People belong to certain groups, and Clare is living a lie. I don’t like lies, I like things orderly and people to act who they are. It irritates me h0w easy things come for Clare, and how beautiful she is. I hope she doesn’t come to see me…. I’d probably give her a big hug and act like I do love her. Maybe I am in love with Clare….

 

But what about Brian? He is so unhappy. All he wants to do is leave New York for Brazil, and I can’t give this life up! What would I do in Brazil?! The children would be so unhappy too, giving up their entire life and moving to God-forsaken South America of all places. Not even like we’d be moving to Chicago or LA… I guess I would be able to do that if Brian wanted. But I really love Harlem, and I feel like I am such a part of it my whole world would change. I don’t know if I am strong enough to handle that… I need Harlem just as much as it needs black women like me.

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