The race card is about one woman's struggle. With herself.
A New York City-born and bred woman Fayola Wilson, receives a phone call telling her that her grandmother has passed away and left her some property. The only problem is that the property is not in New York and she must live on it five years before it will be free and clear which is something she is unwilling to do.
This is a new edition of The Race Card. Thanks to some readers and proofreaders, I’ve corrected some errors and rewrote some sections. Can I say something before you read on? This isn’t a racist book, it wasn’t written to poke fun at or degrade people of color. Or women. And I know many will take issue with a white man writing about a black woman. Well, who’s the racist now? I wrote about a woman bequethed some propertyby her grandmother. Both women happen to be black because of that play into the storyline.
Imagine being born and raised in New York City and receiving a phone call one day that your grandmother had passed away and left you some property. The one stipulation is that you must actually live on the farm for five full years before it will be yours. And before you can sell or lease it out. To make matters worse, you’re African-American and the property is in the Deep South, Mississippi , of all places. Combine that with the side story of the leader of a local militia group who wants the property for his own and the fireworks begin to fly.
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