Sarah by Latoya Garrett

Author:Latoya Garrett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Fiction, African American Christian Fiction, Urban Christian Fiction, Women's Fiction, Fiction, Christian Romance
Publisher: Latoya Garrett
Published: 2021-08-12T00:00:00+00:00

Winter

Dying To Live

Chapter 11

You are so stupid.

I can give you what your pathetic, desperate wife can’t give you.

...make me sick...

Little Miss Perfect...

I still couldn’t get Alicia Pruitt’s words out of my head three weeks later. Turns out, Shaterrica Wallace was twenty-six-year-old Alicia Pruitt. Everything she told me was a lie. I’d wasted my time and energy on a lie.

Detective Jake Robinson, who was assigned to investigate the case, quickly uncovered that Alicia had defrauded two other couples prior to me and Alonzo. When they ran her prints, she had two warrants out for her arrest. Detective Robinson told us, rather Alonzo, that we should make sure to check our finances and contact an identity theft protection company to check for discrepancies.

Alonzo handled it, and since we already had an account with LifeLock, the matter was taken care of with a simple phone call. They found a credit card was applied for in my name with a four-thousand-dollar limit, which was maxed out within a week. I only had one credit card in my life, and it was paid off years ago. Alonzo called the credit card company and paid the card off. He called Detective Robinson to let him know about the credit card.

He’d taken care of everything. The cleanup of the whole house. Redecorating our bedroom. Officially pressing charges against Alicia. Meeting with Detective Robinson. Checking on and straightening out our finances. He handled it all. Without my help.

It’s not like I didn’t want to help, but the grief and guilt had a stronghold on me. My appetite was pretty much nonexistent. Sleep seemed to be the only consolation I had dealing with the fallout from this whole debacle. I hadn’t left the guestroom for anything. Not even after the house was cleaned and my bedroom was redecorated. I could see that Alonzo was grieving as well, but I didn’t have enough strength to console him. I’d retreated into my own cocoon of depression.

And on top of all of that, Rahab finally contacted me a week ago. We hadn’t talked since that night in October. She texted me to let me know that her mother died the day after Thanksgiving. Although the day was specifically for shopping, Black Friday earned its moniker because it was truly a black Friday for both of us. Her mother was toxic. I felt bad for Rahab because I knew the history of her family. In her text she let me know that she was fine but to pray for her and that she was going dark for a while to get herself together. I was relieved. Horrible way to feel knowing my best friend was grieving.

I was quickly becoming a bad wife and friend.

BB had been calling me every day, sometimes multiple times a day. I knew either Alonzo or Pastor B enlightened her on the situation, but I didn’t have the energy to entertain the questions I still couldn’t answer for myself.

I didn’t know why God allowed this woman to come into my life offering the one thing He knew I craved only to be deceived like this.

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