The Little Black Girl and Her Stuffed Unicorn
Flash Fiction
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4 min readJul 30, 2022
It was 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon. Taylor sat tucked into herself on the windowsill of her grandmother’s sitting-room window. She held her favorite toy close to her heart — Paisley; her stuffed unicorn. Nana Meena’s place is the only place where she could fall asleep.
