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Things I'd Rather Do Than Die

com le ion, tight blac curls, and crazy-gorgeous chee -
bones courtesy of some hero ee blood that filtered into
the gene ool at some oint, or so I hear . y eleven-year-
old half-sister, ydney, loo s li e ena, my ili ino ste -

mother, with shiny, ebony hair and naturally outy li s.
e ther than my caramel-colored s in and dar curls,
I’m told I loo li e the white lady whose te ts and emails
I’ve been ignoring for the ast few days. y friend, ia,
o es that our family ortraits loo li e college recruiting
brochures.
nd the diversity doesn’t end there. et’s see n some

undays, I’m dragged to randma’s church, ount ion
E, for lots of free-form swaying and hand-cla ing,
while on others I’m sitting standing neeling ramrod
straight and mumbling reassigned lines at ur ady of
er etual onotony. ena’s the atholic in the family,
and I’ve actually com leted most of the sacraments. ut I
inherited my dad’s don’t-as -don’t-tell a roach to orga-
nized religion, and now that I’m old enough to rotest, I’m
mostly left alone on unday mornings to read my novels.

randma raised ad, and ena married him, so they can’t
e actly rag on me for following his lead of slee ing in. ot
that it doesn’t ee them from trying.
o how would I categorize myself et’s ust say that
there are the Ethans of the world, who have one easy bo
to chec on demogra hic forms, and there are the frican
aucasian hero ee rotestant atholic gnostic girls li e

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