“I’d like to check my balance,” the 90-year-old Black woman said quietly.
Her voice shook just enough to echo across the glossy marble lobby of First National Bank. Conversations stalled. A few people glanced over with curiosity. Others sighed in irritation. Somewhere, muted laughter followed.
At the heart of the lobby stood Charles Hayes, the bank’s president.
Fifty-two years old, …
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