Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
He clutched the red ribbon in his pocket for strength. Softly at first, then harder. At the last he banged furiously - disbelieving it could happen. That the door of a house with coloredpeople in it did not fly open in his presence. He went to the window and wanted to cry.