Mile High
“And Mayra wasn’t ready for that. Mama thought she had married a fair-to-struggling young architect, and now a big Learstar slides in from across the ocean and only two people get off, one of them li’l Mayra. Mama stood straight and looked just great, but there was gray in her hair. She looked just beautiful, but she wasn’t the young Mama that Mayra always thought she was. She had a stack of Christmas parcels in her arms and she was smiling wide, getting ready to be happy, carrying it all off as... though she was always getting driven out to meet her daughter stepping down out of a private, transatlantic plane. She had on a mink stole and she wore it over a gorgeous red dress, her long, slim legs rising above red shoes. There stood Mama. Mayra grabbed Walt and said, “There she is, that beautiful black lady!” She shrieked with happiness and buried her head in Walt’s chest.
The engines stopped. The steward opened the door. Mayra flew down the ramp, across the cement and into her mother’s arms.MoreLess
The engines stopped. The steward opened the door. Mayra flew down the ramp, across the cement and into her mother’s arms.MoreLess
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