Broken: A Brooklyn Love Story (Broken : A Brooklyn Love Story Book 1) by Ms. Sky Em

Author:Ms. Sky Em [Em, Sky]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Romance, Urban, Genre Fiction
Amazon: B015PBZQY8
Publisher: Sullivan Productions | Leo Sullivan Presents
Published: 2015-09-22T04:00:00+00:00

Hindsight is 20/20

Kee

I had been a wreck over the past couple of days. With Cris still in a coma, Chase constantly calling and texting me no matter how many times I asked him to stop, having to go to my father’s funeral, and having to deal with the stress of this court thing with Alaya, I didn’t understand how I was still managing. I had to thank God for that. Yesterday was my father’s funeral and I had to say, hearing all the things everyone else had to say about him really broke my heart. To all these people, he was such a great man, and here it was that I had been robbed of the opportunity to know him. I didn’t know who I was more mad with; my dad, his wife (the wicked bitch of the east), or my mom. I felt like each one of them played a part in me not being able to know him. Even though he and my mother had only reconnected a year ago, that had been a whole year that they could have come to me and I could have gotten to know him. But really, I was mad at my father and his wife. He really had allowed this woman to interfere with him playing a part in his child’s life and to be truthful, that was bullshit.

After his funeral and burial, my father’s sister, Diane, invited my mother and me to her house for the repass. I honestly didn’t want to go, because I was not up to having to deal with Jazlene and her minions, but I knew my mother wanted to go and there was no way I was going to let her go on her own; so I sucked it up and went right with her.

When we got there, I could feel the stares and hear the people talking under their breath, but I wasn’t there for that.

“Hi Shakeelah, Janet… how are you holding up?” my father’s brother asked, taking a seat next to me and my mother in the living room.

“Hi Andrew, we are holding up okay, what about you?” my mother asked while I just smiled at him. I hadn’t known these people my whole life, and I wasn’t about to act like I had.

“I’m okay; my brother lived a good life, you know. The only mistake he made was not being with you and Shakeelah. I know for a fact that he regretted that with every fiber in his body. Hell, that may be the reason he died at such an early age. Regret is a motherfucker to live with every day.”

“We can’t even think about that right now; regardless of him not being here or not, he was still a part of both of us. And if I’m not thankful for anything else, I’m thankful for the blessing he provided me with,” my mom said smiling and grabbing my hand. I just looked at her and smiled. I had my own opinion, but I knew what my mother was feeling and I was not about to add to it.

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