What a page turner! Two misfits, one elderly and the other five years old, are thrown together resulting in an extraordinary, individual tale of black Canadian history.
The sun wasnâ€™t brilliant and the sky wasnâ€™t blue but a suffocating blanket of gray yellow haze. Dogs and cats hid under porches and trees. The trailers conducted the heat and cooked the flesh inside well-done. Though Addy was dizzy and vaguely sick to her stomach, she thought she could walk the long mile to the Sweet Freez and wanted to do it for Sharla. She was even cheered at the notion she could sip a cup of coffee in the air conditioning and not have to look at the golden Cadillac and think of Earl Bolton, who made her think of Chester Monk.