His Last Wife by Grace Octavia

His Last Wife by Grace Octavia

Author:Grace Octavia [Octavia, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2014-09-17T04:00:00+00:00


When the SUV made it to Thirjane’s house where Tyrian was waiting in the front window for his mother, Kerry insisted that Val come inside to talk about what had happened at the jail with Coreen. But really, everything was clear to her about the incident. She’d put the pieces together about the ten thousand dollars and decided she would wait until Val brought it up. In truth, the somewhat forced visit wasn’t about Coreen or the money or Val; it was because Kerry felt right then that she needed a friend. Some bestie or buffer, a third party to mediate the one thing about getting out of jail she wasn’t sure about facing: her mother.

Reminding Kerry of why she so desperately wanted Val there, when Thirjane opened the door to let Kerry in, she was all tears and cries of joy. Her arms were extended toward Kerry and she made Tyrian stand there and wait as she hugged Kerry.

“My child is home!” Thirjane cried. “Thank you, Jesus!” she added, rocking Kerry and blocking Tyrian from getting to her. Kerry looked over her mother’s shoulder and smiled at Tyrian as tears began to fall from both of their eyes. And maybe it was more touching, more meaningful than it might have been had they been in each other’s arms. Because the gaze, the look on his mother’s face from inches away was something Tyrian would remember for the rest of his life.

In his memory, so quickly he would then find himself in her arms. He could smell her again. He’d thought he’d forgotten what she’d smelled like, but there it was. His mother’s scent. Indescribable but so immediate and fused into his being. Then the feeling of her tears wetting his back.

She released him and she was busy wiping his tears as hers fell.

“Hey you,” Kerry said. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too, Mama,” Tyrian said, with his grandmother standing behind him then, and Val behind Kerry.

Thirjane was, of course, eyeing every inch of Val and wondering why she was in her house. That and how she was getting home—that black SUV had rolled away.

“You know what I was thinking when I got the news that I was coming home?” Kerry asked Tyrian. “That I was going to see you. That’s all I was thinking. That’s all I wanted.”

Kerry pulled her son into her arms again.

“I love you so much, baby,” she said to him in his ear. “And I’m so sorry for all of this.” She looked into his eyes again. “But your mama is back home now and I’m never leaving again. Not ever.”

“Company? I didn’t know we were having any company,” Thirjane said with her eyes still locked on Val, who was returning the stare, but had something else hidden in the scrunched-up frown aimed at Thirjane. The two had been in each other’s presence a little over a handful of times when they’d bumped heads, trying to get Kerry out of jail and then



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