Will you correct her or go along with it?

Correct her

Chapter 6 by Chunger Chunger

“Excuse me!”

You holler. She whips her head around and looks at you inquisitively.

“My name is Daphne Tilla. I’m a journalist writing all about this island and its special culture. I was wondering if you could give me any kind of tour?…”

You drag the last word out, as it fades into nothingness. The secretary stands still in a moment of thought before saying.

“I’m sure something of the sorts could be arranged. I need to stay near the desk to catch that volunteer I mistook you for, so I’ll grab Rich. He can fill you in. Follow me.”

You fall in place behind her. She leads you to a large spruce door and opens it. She walks inside and beckons you to follow suit. You slide into the room and see a large, study like office, as the secretary speaks to a tall, thin, bookish man behind his ornate desk. Many plaques, medals, certificates, and awards decorate the room. Just above him on the wall behind his desk, you see a picture of a red headed woman with pigtails, naked on her hands and knees, sporting enormous breasts. Above the picture reads ‘Buttercup Creamy Acres’ and beneath reads ‘Highest International Milk Yield 2016’. As you look around at all of the oohs and ahhs of the office, the slender man approaches you. He thrusts out his hand and you shake it.

“Pleasure meetin’ ya, darlin! I hear you plannin’ on writin’ a book ‘bout ‘dis ‘ere islan’! Why, I’d be delighted to lend ya a hand on that there project o’ yours! Lemme give ya a tour!”

You wonder where this man is from, as his southern U.S. accent is very thick. A moment later, as if reading your mind, he answers.

“I was born down in da Deep South! Yessir! Biloxi was my birthplace. Ya know Biloxi, donchu? It’s in Mississippi. Anywho, my parents packed us up and sent us east o’er to Birmingham when I was 8. Ya gotta know Birmingham. Alabama. All of that black people rights stuff. I read a book ‘bout dat town in 6th grade. Watsons something Birmingham. Good book. Anywho, let’s start in here, how ‘bout it, darlin?”

He opens a door and the two of you step inside.

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