My Brother's Keeper Part 4

 It was just another day in the Jackson household, as Maurice woke up to his alarm clock, blaring from across the room.  His wife, Amanda, was sleeping in the bed beside him, as he began to get dressed to go to work.  He hated his job, but he did what he needed to, in order to take care of his wife.  She was the world to him, and he couldn't bear to think of ever losing her.  She was nearly three years since her bout with cancer, which had left her unable to bear him any children, since she was required to undergo a hysterectomy.  He worked as a material handler at the local fiberglass plant, which was responsible for nearly half the jobs in the surrounding area, which wouldn't be a bad thing, except that he was a black man, trying to make a living in an area that was predominantly white.  He had no problem with this, in fact, he actually got along with most of the people, with the exception of a small group of racists, who called themselves, "The Cause".  They were few in number, but ever growing, and had managed to infiltrate and corrupt the local government, including the police force and local judge.  He had been jumped and beaten several times on his way home from work, but he had always managed to escape.   He was stubborn though, even though he knew deep down that his stubbornness could one day cause his death.   Maurice Jackson wasn't going to be forced out of his home by anybody, he thought to himself, as he laced up his boots, and walked out the front door, ready to take on the world.