By Lakita Wilson “Next week, when you go to the library, I want you to come home with at least one Black book in your stack,” my mother told me one random Thursday in the 90s. My dad and I had this ritual. Every Thursday, while my mom cooked dinner, he’d drive me to Fairmount Heights Library … [Read more...] about A Black Girl. A Black Book. An Accidental Book Shunning.