Scarlett Sinner (The Scarletts by Brenda Barrett

Author:Brenda Barrett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: multicultural romance, family life, african american romance, jamaican author, jamaican novel, contemporary christian romance, african american christian, romance and baby drama, jamaica fiction, jamaica love story
Publisher: Brenda Barrett

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Troy took Dahlia and Todd to Mulgrove for church, a very rural area, where even phone signals were not reliable. He remembered the church as a student minister. It was way off the beaten track, in the middle of the mountains.

He loved it there. It was teeth-chattering cool; added to that, it was drizzling intermittently. He bundled Todd and Dahlia in their thickest sweaters before they left the relatively warmer conditions of Mount Faith.

He even wore a jacket over his jacket.

The people were warm, though, and friendly and the cold, foggy day was not a deterrent for them to come out and worship. The church population was small and made up mostly of older folks but they were vibrant.

When he arrived the main speaker for the day had not showed up yet and so the elders were extremely pleased to see him. They remembered him from his student pastor days.

It was a good thing that he had actually looked up some of his old sermons the day before. He stepped into the pulpit once more and felt at home. He missed this. Maybe it was his calling to preach. He preached about Moses and the crossing of the Red Sea. "…When God said stand still. When you have done all you can, just stand still…"

It was a message to him which he could apply to his relationship and a message to the congregation. He felt revived when he stepped down after the sermon, and he realized something else. Todd became extremely clingy after that, almost hero-worship clingy. He pressed into his side at the greeting session at the door, beaming from ear to ear as the people shook his hand.

And it struck him anew how impressionable children were. Todd was probably thinking that his daddy was the best daddy in the world.

It gave him pause. It reiterated the kind of awesome responsibility that he had to this little boy, the mammoth task of raising him as a single father without a female influence in his life.

In a few weeks he would be six.

He had a responsibility to his children to be the best father that he could be. He had to provide the best possible family unit for them, to nurture them so that they could grow into well-adjusted adults. Just like his parents did for him, he had to do for them. And he had to do it with or without Chelsea.

The thought was sobering. He felt as though he was a man who had been treading water in the middle of the open sea and then realized that he would either swim or drown.

"Pastor Troy, man, you hit the nail on the head today!" A tall, thin guy with a grinning bearded face from back in his seminary days shook his hand vigorously.

"Pastor Lance Beuforth." Troy laughed. "Imagine seeing you up here. What's up, man?"

They hugged, the people around them looking on fondly.

"This is my church, man," Lance said, grinning. "You have to come eat with us. Where's Chelsea?"

"Not here today," Troy said, his smile slipping a notch.

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