Blonde Faith by Walter Mosley

Author:Walter Mosley [MOSLEY, WALTER]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Mystery & Detective, FIC022000
ISBN: 9780316022903
Google: UMlFHF0JOyEC
Amazon: B000SEVCLE
Publisher: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Published: 2007-10-10T00:00:00+00:00

25

I could see the truth, all right. It was like swimming in a peaceful lake and suddenly seeing the beady eyes of a crocodile bearing down upon me.

I didn’t speed on the ride back to my house because I didn’t want to be stopped by the police and therefore lose time. Going to see Mama Jo was always a revelation. That’s why people shied away from her. Who wants to see the truth? Not the condemned man, the dying woman, the child who will be orphaned.

I decided somewhere in a corner of my mind to let go of Bonnie and move on. I would not go to the wedding. I would not grieve for my loss. The world did not revolve around me or my pain.

I went through a whole list of decisions that I had put on hold for the past year, mainly so that I wouldn’t think about what might have happened while I was wallowing around like a pig in its sty.

Sammy Sansoam, otherwise known as Captain Clarence Miles, knew my name and office address. And even though I was unlisted, it wouldn’t take much time for him to find my house. If he suspected for any reason that I was a friend of Christmas Black, then he might come for me. Jesus would die protecting Easter, so might Feather and Benita.

Fighting the men that killed Faith’s husband was like fighting organized crime or the FBI. They had limitless resources and were ruthless.

I pulled to the curb and jumped out of the car with my pistol in my hand. I ran to the front door, and burst in.

Jesus’s body looked like fresh kill spread out on the couch, with the fingers of one hand grazing the floor and the other hand over his forehead. His eyes were closed and in shadow.

“Juice!”

The dead boy opened his eyes and sat up with a quizzical look on his face.

“What’s wrong, Dad?” he asked.

Feather came running in with Easter and Benita right behind her. My heart thudded against its cage and the room shimmied. I lurched over to the couch and sat as Jesus moved his legs. I would have fallen otherwise.

Sitting there, I tried to control my breathing but could not. My heart was going so fast that I believed I was going to die right then. If there had been whiskey in the house, I would have drunk it. If there had been opium in the house, I would have swallowed it.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” Feather asked.

She sat down beside me and wrapped her arms around my head while Easter sat on Jesus’s lap and put her hands on my thigh.

My heart thundered through all of that. My ears were hot, and I wanted to kill Clarence Miles.

All men are fools. The words came into my head, but I could not remember where I had heard them. The source did not matter, because the content was true. All men were fools and me most of all.

My children could have died while I was out acting like a child.

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