My dad decided to move us to my grandmother's, in Montgomery. Not that black people are treated any better there, but I'll be safer.
Besides, my grandmother makes the best refried beans in the neighborhood!
Once in Montgomery, my father I often ride the bus around town.
Black people sit in back and whites in front. One day, just before Christmas, a lady refuses to give up her seat to a white person. She dares to say, No. And a great big protest begins!