My hand hovered over the fruit tray, about to spear a chunk of watermelon, when a white person walked up. I paused.
It didn’t matter that she was a colleague and likely focused, like I was, on getting a pre-lunch snack during a long meeting. I moved my fork carefully away from the watermelon, grazing over the pineapple, and picked strawberries instead.
Safer territory, I thought. Safer fruit.