“Ayo, Big Tree. What’s on the menu for tonight?” one onlooker asks. “Just some fish and macaroni with cheese,” Big Tree replies. “Nothing special.” The onlooker’s face is full of skepticism. Everybody knows that everything Big Tree cooks tastes special.
"The September sunlight in the late afternoon was fire. My mother was driving, and I could tell that in addition to becoming blinded, she was becoming fatigued. For reasons I cannot articulate, I never offered to drive."