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  We were out on the softball field for gym class. In the outfield, no one else could hear our conversation, way out of earshot of the teacher on duty. My classmate turned to me, hatred and bitterness seething in her eyes. It was another typical hot, sunny, Southern day. I could feel the red … More Go Back

Tale of a Dead Cat

  The year was 1976. I was a little kid; we had just moved to a small town in northeastern Alabama, the first family from India to move in that area within a 75 mile radius. We were moving from the north, and my father was looking for a job as a doctor. People warned … More Tale of a Dead Cat