A novel section from a book called Darkness for dreams that reads as follows: She looked like a college student, an intern on her day off. That’s what the other Escort had said. He watched the girl, as the signal from his watch caused her to unconsciously signal him; she tapped her shoes in the familiar rhythm. Whether or not she knew it, the pattern was unmistakable: one-two-two-one-four-four-three-pause-nine-pause-repeat.
The man’s gaze narrowed. That had to be the girl he was supposed to meet, but was it a good thing? With her brown Bantu knots tied with blue and white ombre ribbons and a matching tracksuit, she contrasted with the modern wood, and silver sterility of the cafe. She should have been more subtle and not pretty.
Happy Black History month! It's been a long time since I've shared. This is from "Darkness for Dreams" my Cyberpunk short story to show the intro for one of my fav Black characters
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