Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 239

I feel like my head's about to explode. All I asked was why he's got so many girls around him, but now, we're getting into the meta talk. I shake my head, because I honestly don't know. It's the same thing I had to ask myself in the hardware store with Luca. I didn't have an answer then. I don't have one now.

Carson shakes his head too, staring into space. "Exactly. We don't know it. But if we can't answer those simple questions, how do we answer the bigger ones?" He looks into my eyes. "How do we own up to the problems our ancestors started without compromising the innocent people of our current generation?"

I'm even more confused than before, and he looks genuinely puzzled, but I'm impressed that he's even asking these questions to begin with. "I guess we'll just have to deal with it on a case to case basis," I say.

He shakes his head. "Nah. That stuff gives me a headache." He keeps walking, telling a few people to fix their stances. "I'll stick to labor and defense, thank you very much. Anyone who wants to live in peace can do the same." He chuckles.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Nothing. I just think people who are dealing with stuff like..." He looks for words. "Like Onai, for example. He should stick here. No one cares that he's." He moves his head as if to say, 'You know.'

"That's where we disagree," I say.

He raises an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." I stand by his side, looking at all the people around us. "I get what you're saying, but it's faulty logic in my opinion."

He doesn't get defense. He doesn't catch an attitude. He seriously asks me, "How so?"

"It's the stay in your ghettos narrative," I say.

He raises an eyebrow.

I elaborate more. "The stay in your gay bars script. The go back to your country mantra." I furrow my brow. "There'll always be a place where it's more comfortable for people like Onai to be. Or for me as a Black girl to be, but." I look into his eyes. "If a person has to stay somewhere because they can't be somewhere else, that's not a home. That's not a division. That's not a choice." I ball my fists. "It's quarantine. And that quarantine will be targeted sooner or later by hate groups or criminalization. Mass shootings or exploitation. Genocide."

Something in his demeanor shifts.

I nod, because I hope he's getting it. He better be. "The fact of the matter is, there's no peace in staying in the corner society put you. So Onai and Luca should be able to occupy whatever space they freaking want to in this pack." Segregation is dead people. Why is this a thing? "But at the end of the day," I say. "It's bigger than them. It's bigger than us. It's about everyone. It's everyone's responsibility to deal with the twelve year olds mimicking their parents, because they turn into the parents that create habits we have to deal with later." So it stops here. End of discussion. People have to own to what they're doing, because if they don't, the victim has to deal with it alone.