Journals of the Secret Keeper by Jennifer L Ray

Author:Jennifer L Ray [Ray, Jennifer L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 16117322
Publisher: Jennifer L. Ray
Published: 2012-10-18T13:00:00+00:00

July 28, 1971 Dear Momma,

Please take care of Anita. I promised that I would marry her even though she is pregnant. I love her and I want her and the child to be safe and comfortable. The baby is not mine. We were trying to wait until we got married, but Anita came to me one night crying and bleeding. She'd been raped. She wouldn't tell me who did it, but she said he was drunk. I've been angry and messed up on the inside ever since. I don't love her any less, but God forbid if I ever find out who did this to her. You know Anita's daddy is mean and self-righteous. He won't show her no mercy. I love you, Momma and I trust you will do right by my girl..

Your son,

Richard Myers

# Andrik's whole body shook. The strangled noise that rose up from his chest was loud and animalistic. He got up off the couch and took long quick strides across the room.

Willetta sat immobilized and stunned until she heard the door downstairs slam. She had been so engrossed in her journal she had forgotten Andrik was sitting beside her. She picked up the paper he'd thrown down and began to read. After seeing Ricky Myers today, the implications of the letter were clear. There had to be an accounting for the likeness in the two men. Her stomach heaved and Willetta knew she was going to be sick. She ran to the bathroom.

CHAPTER 33

Volume 4, pg. 1 (February 1972): "When Ricky saw the baby, he ran. I was glad, because there was no telling what I would have done. Poor Anita. The child just wept and told me everything. I took her in my arms and sang lullabies to her and to myself. We two heartbroken women. I hope Ricky got sense enough to stay away. "

# Martha heard the door slam. It was a fierce intrusion upon her ruminations and her body trembled. She'd been deep in thought about Ricky Myers. The sight of him had wiped out her reserve of energy and emotion. It left her a tired old woman.

She listened into the night and there was no other sound. She shifted in the bed and pulled the covers up under her chin. She'd seen the look of shock on Ricky's face when he saw Andrik at the funeral. It had been too satisfying to her. It must have been frightening to see the past staring him right in the face.

Martha sighed into the night. "Martha old girl you can't judge. That'd be like the pot calling the kettle black."

She turned onto her side and slid her hands beneath her head. She lay in the fetal position and thought. Maybe that's why she and Ricky were still alive. Maybe they still had some bills to pay. Her plan had been to get the journals and destroy them, but now that was impossible. She was too old to be playing cowboy and Indian games with Andrik and Willetta.

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