Boys don't cry, but men do.

He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time.

Mrs Bawden yanked me away from the table and dragged me across the food hall. I tried to twist away from her, but she had a grip like a python on steroids.

That just the way it is. Some things will never change. That's just the way it is. But don't you believe them.

D'you ever wonder what it would be like if our positions were reversed?' I ask. At Jack's puzzled look I continue. 'If we whites were in charge instead of you Crosses?' 'Can't say it's ever crossed my mind,' Jack shrugs. 'I used to think about it a lot,' I sigh. 'Dreams of living in a world with no more discrimination, no more prejudice, a fair police force, an equal justice system, equality of education, equality of life, a level playing field.

Boys don't cry, but men do.

I suppose it doesn't occur to you that I can think the system just as unjust as you do.