American Dream
Little Denice had never camped before, whereas I camped a lot. I enjoyed camping; it was a way of escaping home-life, where the wife doted only on the dog. Little Denice was my sister's daughter, the result of a one-night stand with a black youth on the block; where Cathy lived in Detroit. Being white had been lonely for young Cathy and little half-cast Denice grew up dreaming of love, from a father she'd never had; that was her dream. I rarely visited my Cathy; just on occasions;...