“You think putting on a sombrero would be enough to make us blend in?” Jim's voice dripped with sarcasm. “Naomi has people in San Antonio,” Wash said. “We can work this out on the road,” she said. “You can never, never give them another cause to hunt you, James. He lowered his voice to an angry whisper. “All of this is beside the point!” Jim shouted. He couldn't help smiling it felt so good to say it, even if it set his father off. “Everybody's keen on denying that manâ” White daddies don't like their daughters running off with black boys.” What about this boy? I saw his daddy, and he was white and mad. “I guess you've forgotten what it's like,” Rhoda said. “What are you talking about, woman?” His eyes flicked down to Naomi's stomach. Rhoda pulled back from Beto, but she kept her hands on his shoulders. about this?” He jabbed a finger in Naomi's direction. “You know this boy?” Jim said to Rhoda, his voice accusing. “He's not my daddy anymore,” Beto said in a whisper.
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