Tut, Tut

Jon Scieszka

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How High the Moon

Karyn Parsons

Boston was nothing like South Carolina. Up there, colored folks could go anywhere they wanted. Folks didn't wait for church to dress in their fancy clothes. Fancy was just life. Mama was a city girl . . . and now I was going to be one too. It's 1944, and in the small, Southern, segregated town of Alcol...