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Chapters (23)
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4
  5. Chapter 5
  6. Chapter 6
  7. PART TWO – THE PRESENT
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Epilogue

“No, not about this. I’m just gonna have a chat with him. Not say anything directly. But I don’t know, Ginger. Let me talk to him and let us figure this out some more. Because really you’re right; you don’t have enough yet. You don’t have enough to make the decision to walk out the door.”

And that right there was my quandary. Was I willing to leave Jeremy and take Jasmine and Jayden from their father over the word of a woman? “But,” I had another question, “what about if Katrina has said something to him?”

“Well, if she tells him that she told you, she’s a fool. Because she’d have to deal with his wrath. But if she did and he says something to you, then you handle it. For now, though, I really do think you’re right. You can’t say anything. Not yet.”

I nodded, then, leaned back against the soft couch and closed my eyes. Dru was right; Jeremy would never admit it. Not with just a text and some woman’s word. He would tell me Katrina was lying. He’d remind me of the stalkers he’d had in the past. He’d just say Katrina went further than the others.

I was an action person and I couldn’t do anything with what I had now — I needed more.

“Okay,” I said. “Talk to him. Let’s see what happens.”

“All right. And what are you going to do?”

“I’m going to do the only thing I can do at this point; I’m going to pray.”

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

For once, I was glad I had a First Ladies Council meeting, especially since it was just the executive board: me, Sonya, and unfortunately, Cecily.

But today, I needed this. Jeremy had been home for two days. I’d been praying for Jesus to be a zip on my lips and so far, my prayers had been answered; I’d said nothing about meeting Katrina. And he’d said nothing to me.

Keeping the secret had been easier than I thought; since he’d been home, Jeremy had been a bit distracted. I was sure it was because of Mother Hayden. For the two days, he’d gone into the church and done his duties, but he’d left the office both days before five, getting home before me and sending Carmen on her way. He’d been spending as much time with the kids as he could.

Jeremy had done this before — it was as if when he had to deal with death, our children reminded him of life.

Of course, I loved when he spent time with Jasmine and Jayden. That was a good thing — except right now, it gave me and Jeremy too many hours together, during the day at church, and then at home at night. And I was concerned — too many hours might lead to me saying something.