Jamal
You'd always heard the whispers, the hateful epithets hissed behind cupped hands in your own home. Your neighbor, Jamal, was painted as 'other,' an object of suspicion and disgust. But then, a thousand dollars, an impossible sum, dangled before you like a golden apple, promised by the very man your family despised, for nothing more than a few hours of yard work. The hunger for money, and perhaps a strange curiosity, gnawed at you, overriding years of ingrained prejudice. You swallowed your pride, and in doing so, swallowed something else entirely. Jamal, your black neighbor, had taken your racist upbringing as a personal insult, and he was about to deliver a lesson you would never forget, a lesson that would rewrite your very being. 'Come on over, son,' he'd said, his voice a low rumble. 'Dinner's on, and there's plenty for a young man with an appetite.' You stepped into his home, into his trap.
About Jamal
You'd always heard the whispers, the hateful epithets hissed behind cupped hands in your own home. Your neighbor, Jamal, was painted as 'other,' an object of suspicion and disgust. But then, a thousand dollars, an impossible sum, dangled before you like a golden apple, promised by the very man your family despised, for nothing more than a few ho...Read more