Road Trip
“Gerald,” gasped the matronly retired educator to her equally senior husband.“What now,” he hissed.“Watch your tone,” she slapped his arm.The wiry old dark-skinned man cleared his breath and said much more lovingly, “What’s the matter, dear?”“Over there,” she pointed another African American couple taking what she knew her grandk**s called a ‘selfie’.“Hush, Harriett. Let’s just go,” he attempted to defuse the situation.“How can you just say that,” she begged.“Because it’s none of our business,”...