Father & Son
Jackson, Mississippi. 17:00
The sun was setting on Jackson, Mississippi, and the landscape was lit with magic. Amber poured from the streetlights and office windows below, but as the shallowing light of the setting sun poured through the dense clouds, they refracted a deep and intense azure blue. The contrast was night and day. From atop the flat roof of the Jackson Convention Complex, Traci Thirteen had a low view of the city. A lot of the city was low to the ground, down to Earth, and for her purposes, that wasn’t such a problem.