Frosted Glass

The news reporter announced another shooting before cutting to commercials. Another unarmed black teenager shot by another white cop. Then the Channel Eleven jingle cut to the little curly-haired girl that reminded Mrs. Mendez of her own Eloisa before she’d become a surly teenager. Alternate Eloisa hawked paper towels. She spilled cereal milk on a pristine counter, and her commercial mom instantly wiped the mess with a smile that said, Aren’t you adorable every time you trash this house.  


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