My Son's Next Wife by Shelia E. Lipsey

Author:Shelia E. Lipsey [Lipsey, Shelia E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Christian, General, Urban, African American
ISBN: 9781601627872
Google: PkdmngEACAAJ
Amazon: B0052YLG98
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2006-12-31T05:00:00+00:00

At the Graham house, Detria had decided to call and tell Crystal about Pastor and Francesca both being admitted to the hospital. Crystal expressed her sorrow and offered to sit with her to keep her company, but Detria turned down the offer. She was far too jittery about the day’s events. She finished her conversation with Crystal, and after taking a bath, she laid out her clothes for work the next morning. She wanted to call Stiles, especially when she saw the severe weather warning ticker scrolling across the bottom of the flat-screen television. But after thinking about it for a moment, she decided against it. Her dilemma was serious. Stiles seemed really angry with her when she told him that she didn’t know the seriousness of Pastor’s bruises. How could she have been so stupid? What was she thinking? She lay across their bed and rested her head in the folds of her arms. Not only had she lost their child because of Pastor, but now she felt like she stood on the verge of losing her husband if he ever found out that she was the reason Pastor was lying up in a hospital bed. She was an abuser. How could her life have changed so drastically and suddenly?

Detria jerked her head upward and spoke in an accusatory voice. “God, how can I be blamed for what happened to Pastor when he did what he did to me? He doesn’t deserve to be alive when my baby is dead. I hate him for what he’s done. It’s all his fault.” She flipped over onto her back. “If Stiles finds out, then I’ll lose everything,” she cried out. “And you”—she pointed a finger toward the sky—“you are the one who allowed this to happen.” Like a child having a temper tantrum, Detria started screaming and punching the bed. “I can’t take this. I have to do something. You have to do something,” she continued to bellow.

She cried until her eyes puffed up and her throat ached. When the phone rang, she wanted to ignore it, but then she sat up and looked at the caller ID. It was Brooke. She reached for a tissue to wipe her snotty nose and tear-streaked face.

She swallowed hard and hoped she would sound like nothing was wrong. “Hey, what’s up?”

“Nothing. I was waiting for you to call and let me know how your father-in-law was doing. I talked to Momma and Pops, and they said they hadn’t heard anything, either. How is he?”

“The doctor admitted him to the hospital, just for overnight. They gave him some intravenous antibiotics. He should be ready to come home some time tomorrow.” Detria didn’t know if she should disclose what the doctor said to Brooke or not. She chose not to go into detail.

“Well, how are you? You sound kinda out of it.” Brooke almost always detected when something was wrong with Detria. Tonight was no different.

“There’s nothing wrong. I guess I’m just a little worried about Stiles.

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