“Remember when Mother Carrie said Mr. Huston was her grandson? I don’t see how. He doesn’t even look much colored.”
“That’s because his father, my brother Nat, married a white woman.”
“He did? Really? I didn’t know that was allowed.”
“Oh, it’s been happening for hundreds of years. But most people still don’t look favorably on biracial marriages. It hasn’t been easy for them.”
“Oh.” Della traced a line in the wood of the table top with her finger. “Do they live here in Puttersville? What do they do?”
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