Hmmmm. Still thinking.... How do I feel about this? A little cheated perhaps? Well yes. This is not a novella, it is a piece of writing to be used as an experiment and it turned out that I, the reader, was the subject of the experiment. Let me explain. In 1980 Toni Morrison wrote this very short story about two eight year old girls who have been placed in the same room of a girls' shelter. The reader is told that one of the girls is white and the other black, but it is never made clear which is which. You have to make your own mind up and that is the point of the experiment. What criteria are you going to apply in order to make your decision? What if the stereotypes flip back and forth from one girl to the other? What if the whole process starts to make you feel a bit itchy? Zadie Smith wrote the introduction and I had to stop reading it after a few pages because she was analysing chunks of the text and telling me what to think...