The veil had been lifted.
She had seen the demonstrations, the protests. They had spread from America, all the way across the ocean to her doorstep.
At first she didn’t understand. This wasn’t a problem here. The police didn’t do things like that here. People were treated equally here.
Her black friends never spoke about it. She asked them about it and realised: they never spoke about it with her.
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