Punchy from the start, this story powerfully exerts its right to a voice as youthful expectation and parental experience and societal prejudice contradict and collide. With racial conflict as the backdrop, the emotional and sometimes complex relationships of characters come to the fore. Loyalties are challenged and long held personal positions shift when raw and real experiences impact upon personal lives and upon communities.
For at least seven hours I don't have to think about Khalil. I just have to be normal Starr at normal Williamson and have a normal day. Williamson Starr doesn't use slang - if a rapper would say it, she doesn't say it, even if her white friends do. Slang makes them cool. Slang makes her 'hood.' . . . no stank-eyes, side-eyes, non of that. Williamson Starr doesn't give anyone reason to call her ghetto.