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The humid air hung thick and heavy, a familiar companion to the summer days in Mississippi. We were at a barbecue, the kind that sprawled across lawns dotted with mismatched lawn chairs and the laughter of children chasing fireflies as dusk settled in. My cousin, Brenda, was the hostess, a woman whose Southern charm could melt glaciers and whose cooking could make a grown man weep.The aroma of ribs sizzling on the grill mingled with the sweet scent of honeysuckle, creating a symphony of smells that always evoked a sense of homecoming. But this particular gathering felt different. There was a nervous energy in the air, a subtle undercurrent of anticipation that had nothing to do with the food or the fellowship.The reason, it turned out, was Brenda’s new arrival: a bouncing, blue eyed bundle of joy.
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This baby, little Caleb, was the apple of Brenda’s eye, and for good reason. He was a healthy, happy child, and a welcome addition to the family. However, the extended family, a colorful mix of personalities and opinions, had a certain way of expressing their affection. It was in this atmosphere of heightened excitement and a healthy dose of Southern sass that the evening unfolded. We were all gathered around, oohing and aahing, admiring Caleb’s tiny fingers and toes.Then, Brenda’s sister, Delilah, a woman known for her unfiltered pronouncements, walked over, hands on her hips. She was a woman of a certain age, wise in the ways of the world, and always possessed a sharp wit. She had been observing the scene, taking in the various expressions of love and delight, the kind only a newborn could elicit.Then, with a perfectly timed pause that built suspense, she delivered her pronouncement. It was direct, unvarnished, and immediately brought a wave of laughter across the lawn. She pointed directly at the small child and blurted out what everyone was quietly thinking, but hadn’t had the nerve to say: Whose God damn white baby is this shirt.
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