Lou Gets a Partner
Brooklyn, New York
Sherri Miller wasn’t even born when the phrase “black is beautiful” became popular, but she embraced it, embodied it, and lived it every minute of her life. She was a billboard for it, and drew whistles, stares, and even lewd remarks whenever she walked down the streets—certain streets anyway. Most of all she was proud of it, which showed with every one of her many smiles and the frequent laughter that accompanied those smiles.
As the door closed behind her on Lieutenant Morreau’s office, she walked past Carol’s desk, out the door, and started down the steps. The lieutenant’s words played in her memory like a recording, and, from the description he gave her, the guy she needed to talk to was coming up the steps. Sherri stopped halfway down.
“Lieute
