READ AN EXCERPT OF MY BOOK SHADES OF SPRING 1964; LETTERS TO MY DAUGHTER

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Maxine could hear the rushing of footsteps
coming from downstairs. She didn’t move. She held onto
the side of her desk, a trembling smile on her lips. The
look in Taylor’s eyes, she could tell, mirrored her own.
Maxine noticed him inching closer to her. She was
thankful that he didn’t choose to flee the scene, but
instead stayed by her side. So, Taylor sat with Maxine
and watched as she clawed her fingernails into her
wooden desk.
She stared at her door when she heard frantic
footsteps come up the stairs. “I’m ready,” she thought.
Maxine’s eyes were fixed on the door handle as she
watched it turn and the door fly open. Her eyes locked on
her father’s distraught gaze. She waited for him to sound
out the words, but all she got were incoherent sobs.
“You need to come downstairs,” he finally managed
to gasp out.
Maxine nodded her head in agreement, but she didn’t
move.
“Maxine?” Her father stretched out his hand to her,
but she didn’t want to take it.
“I’m not ready,” she stammered.

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