Hood Ho

"What are we doing here?" Elizabeth said, somewhat irritably. They brought in Faith so she and Moses could go down to the ghetto?

"Just watch," Moses said, pulled out to a tiny house in the middle of the ghetto. There was a broken down apartment complex nearby, and a strip club near that.

The first visitor was her housekeeper, Consuela. Elizabeth watched, wide-eyed. About thirty minutes later, Consuela came out with a striking younger Latina, and two half-Black children.

"Consuela?" Elizabeth whispered.

"That's Valentina, her daughter," Moses told her. "Keep watching. Here, I got you some chicken."

"Dark meat?" Elizabeth said absently, getting out a tepid bottle of malt liquor. He chuckled, and she ate the greasy meat, watching as Valentina had visitors, Black, male, men who stayed an hour and left. A place where there was no jealous ... just an almost communal ownership of a beautiful woman.