The boarding gates were buzzing with chatter as travelers filed onto the plane.
Among them was Marcus, a young Black boy, walking confidently down the aisle. It was his very first long-haul flight alone, and he was thrilled. His ticket read 2A which was a coveted first-class seat. He had thought this moment for days, picturing himself relaxing in luxury, just like the grown-ups in the glossy airline magazines.
But when he saw the row, his excitement hesitated. A white man in an expensive suit was already seated there, a newspaper stretched across his lap. Marcus paused, took a breath, and politely said, “Excuse me, sir, that’s my seat.”
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