Black Love by Brenda Hampton

Author:Brenda Hampton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal, african american literature, romance drama, paranormal sex, romance love, kimberla lawson roby, brenda hampton
Publisher: Brenda Hampton

Chapter Eight

For the past month or so, Monai and I had been enjoying ourselves. I went everywhere she’d gone. We ate dinner together, watched movies at the theater and continued to make love. It was as if I was still there with her. I could honestly say I didn’t even think she was this happy when I was there in the flesh. Yes, there were times when people looked at her like she was crazy, especially when they’d heard her talking without seeing anyone next to her. All we did was laugh about it, even when she mistakenly went to dinner with me and asked for a table for two. She quickly corrected herself, and as we conversed during dinner, we both heard the whispers and saw the stares. Monai didn’t care. As long as we were together, she was good.

As for the baby, Monai was on cloud nine. She was the one who actually came up with the name; we would call our baby girl Libby. I don’t know why she’d chosen that name, but at this point, I agreed to do anything that made her happy. I wanted her to be happy—that was all that ever mattered to me.

We were on our way back from Monai showing a newly married couple a house. While driving, she was on her cell phone, making reservations for an upcoming trip to Vegas we’d planned. Monai felt like we needed to go on our honeymoon. I was all for it, and whatever she wanted to do I was fine with it. I just didn’t appreciate the way she was driving.

“Baby, you need to wrap up that conversation real soon and pay attention to the road,” I said. “Straight ahead to your left is a stolen car with two young men inside. They’re dangerous and they’re looking for someone else to rob. If you pull this car next to them, the outcome may not be good.”

Monai quickly ended the call and placed the phone in the console next to her. She looked at the passenger’s side, as if she could see me.

“Should I call the police?” she asked. “What if they rob someone else?”

“They probably will, but calling the police will do no good. What’s meant to be will be. I’m just able to warn you.”

“Thank you, but I wish you could explain this to me a bit more so I can understand how you’re able to speak to me and I can hear you. I know I’ve said it a million times already, but I didn’t think this was possible at all.”

“It happens more than you think. If you ever wonder why things don’t happen if or when or how you want them to, just know that things are being worked out for your betterment on the other end. Some people are able to hear their loved ones. People just have to be open to receiving the conversation like you are.”

“Soooo, when your dad died, did you hear from him?”

“Sometimes I did, but only in my dreams.

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