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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
A DAY FOR LOVING
“Gonna to be the best Christmas ever.” Mildred wrapped the last of the children’s presents. “I was beginning to fear hope was gone.”
She would never forget that night nine years ago. Beside Richard, she woke to a blinding flashlight and a gruff voice. “Whatcha think you’re doin’?”
She pointed to the District of Columbia marriage license on the wall. “I’m his wife.”
“Not here you ain’t.” The Caroline County sheriff snarled. “Here it’s illegal for white to marry colored.”
“Thanks to the U.S. Supreme Court,” Richard Loving circled his arms around Mildred and kissed her, “I can love my wife.”