This is a tall fable about two young boys who grew up in the South.
They were identical twins, but even though they were idential, everyone could tell them apart.
But how is that possible ? You ask.
Well, I'm so happy that you asked that question, because the reason is very simple.
One boy had an olive tone skin color, as beautiful as the rising sun.
The other boy also had a beautiful skin tone, a smooth dark color, almost as black as mid-night, and his name was Sunny.
Indy Pub The boy who hated being black, paperback/reba kindred
