“I promise you that I will pay you when I grow up”, begged the little black girl, her eyes full of tears, clinging to a small box of milk intended for her little brother. His voice trembled as he looked at the tall man in the expensive suit. The man’s cold response left the entire store silent. – vidsss
It was a sweltering afternoon in 1997, in an Atlanta slum. Keisha Brown – only twelve years old – was carrying her little brother Malik – in her arms. His mother had fainted from exhaustion after days working double shifts and barely eating. The baby’s crying broke Keisha’s heart: she was hungry, but the house was empty.Keisha checked her pocket: just a few coins, just for a piece of bread. Desperate, she walked to the supermarket on the corner, praying that someone would help her.
Inside, businessmen chatted, mothers shopped, and the air smelled of fresh fruit and detergent. Keisha saw a man in a tailored gray suit near the case, whose gold watch shone in the light. I didn’t know him, but everyone seemed to look at him with respect. His name was Richard Morgan – a millionaire owner of several stores in Georgia.
