Bigotry is everywhere. There are blacks who hate whites. That’s bigotry. There are women who hate men. That’s bigotry. There are straight folks wh...o hate gay people. That’s bigotry. Bigotry is a part of the human experience. You just cannot expect everyone to like you. The kind of bigotry I’ve run into in the black community has shocked me many times. Many black men have given up on black women. They think all black women are man-hating witches out to destroy their brothers. Do black women hate. Charles had gone out on so many dates. His mom was glad for him. He often took the girls out to the diners or the movies. Unfortunately for him, there were no malls in Constantinople's Lot. But whether there were or weren't any malls in Constantinople's Lot, that never stopped him from making out with at least two girls whom he dated. There were always those empty beaches.During the day Charles would diligently work in his mom's shop. He would stock up the shelves with all kinds of electronic. "Are you unwell, sweetheart? You've gone very pale." You said three people died. Helen Sutton. Bob Hodgson." And now mymouth's so dry I can scarcely move my tongue. "Who...who was the third?" A boy you and Elaine's sister were at junior school with. Richardsomething or other, in a car accident. I assumed you knew."My head feels as if it's been smashed against the side of a cliff. Thenumbness spreads, affecting my arms, my hands, my legs...Sad, isn't it...that some are remembered and others. She was dressed in a dark skirt and matching jacket. Under the jacket she wore a silk blouse. She looked like a business woman who was shopping for new shoes after work. The store was empty except for Jen and the salesman.Jen slipped off her heels and placed her foot on the measuring scale. The young salesman measured her foot, and asked her to put her other foot on the scale. As Jen raised her foot, her toes brushed against the young man's hand. The contact was momentary, and Jen pretended.