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Such a beautiful boy, Cornelius Clay. Pity no woman\u2019ll marry him. And to think it ain even his fault, sweet baby, born into money and beauty both, like the good Lord couldn\u2019t part with his blessings fast enough. Lord, this boy. Skin so bright he looks anointed, hair straight as an Indian\u2019s and black as molasses. There\u2019s four generations of freedmen in that skin and hair, and he can name every single one of them. He got a body so fine, even the angels cryin out: silver screen silhouette in a tailored suit and two-toned wingtips, hat brim so crisp its shadow slices butter. | Copyright 2018 by Stephanie Malia Morris. Narrated by Stephanie Malia Morris.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices