Disclaimer: I am not prejudiced against any race and have no problem whatsoever with interracial relationships. I am solely writing from the point of view of the racist truck.
The ghost drove his truck up to the house. He watched as the girl ran from room to room terrified. He couldn't believe that the love of his life had had a child with that, that… He was disgusted beyond words. How could she have preferred that creature to Cyrus Dorian? He was a pillar of society and came from very good breeding. He was rich and good-looking, and most importantly the same color, the right color. They could have had beautiful children. He drove off. He would get that freak of nature later when her mom was around to see her mistake.