"At one point she passed the door and said, 'You better pray to God for your soul.' I knew she was right. Every once in a while I did some hateful things and I just didn't know why." Pg. 10

"Holly Grace, Mrs. Grace's blond, butter-wouldn't melt-in-her-mouth daughter, said something to Clarissa, then moved over to the cosmetics aisle. She lifted a lipstick out of a socket display, opened it, and ran the tube across the back of her hand. She stared at her hand for a moment, looked around, then recapped the lipstick and slipped it into her pocket. My mouth dropped open." Pg. 25

"Two little white girls came toward me, holding hands. I stepped sideways to get off the walk." Pg. 25

"I hurried to stand up. 'Aw, no you don't,' Augustine said, readying herself to shove me again. But just then Jesse, appearing out of...