Today on #writerwednesday I'm taking a break. But I won't leave you down and out. I'm bringing you a sample from Ms. W Parks Brigham's "A Sweet Romance." She's serving up a healthy offering of love and drama, Allanville style! It's the perfect treat for your Wednesday delight. Get comfortable and get ready to read. Take a sample, and don't forget to come back for more...
Thick and luscious Myra Watson was cute and educated with a great job and beautiful home. Like most of the young ladies her age and older in her hometown, Allanville, she was ready to become a wife and mother. The Matchmakers had already bombed out in matching her with her supposed soul mate. He was nothing but a two-timing lady’s man. Un-huh…she deserved better. Now, she’d solicited the prayers of the saints for her Mr. Right…Black Knight in shining amour. Was that asking for too much?
Demrick (Rick) Hill had done it all, from hustling on the streets of Oakland to big balling with the best of them. Yeah, he had been labeled a thug, but he could proudly say he had never seen the inside of a jail…not even for a traffic ticket. How was he able to keep his nose clean? It was by the grace of God. Due to tragedy and a close call, he was now ready to get his life right with a fresh start and a change of scenery by relocating to Allanville, Texas.
As fate would have it, Myra’s prayers were answered, at least halfway…Thanks to her conniving friend; Myra was awarded three children and became an instant mother in one night. And guess who came to her rescue? A pest from her past, Rick Hill.
Lawd, what I’ma do? Mmm-uhm, be careful for what you ask for!
Myra was running late for worship service and had no excuse; she scolded herself as she pulled into the church parking lot. It wasn’t like she hadn’t picked out what she was going to wear this Sunday. Since she wasn’t doing nursery duty, she wanted to look extra special. Okay, the real reason? The two men she once upon a time had been engaged to would be at Allanville COC this morning. Tommy Mitchell, her first love, had returned to Allanville to make it his home with his wife and family. His cousin said he had even purchased a home in her subdivision. Now, if that wasn’t a slap in the face! And then there was Kane Atkins, who already lived in Allanville. She broke up with him six months ago, due to his infidelity. He even had the audacity to want her back after he was caught more than once with a different woman. If the truth be told, she loved flaunting her new five-five curvy figure in Kane’s face. Tommy, however, was a different story.
Yep, admiring her reflection in the mirror, she was now looking her DIVA self, if she had to say so. Myra knew she was lacking in the natural beauty department, and had to work with what God had blessed her with. Make-up, the right hairstyle, and wardrobe were essential for her to be pretty; she was all right with that. Her positive nature and easy-going personality were her drawing cards and strength. She pulled her curls out around the brown and peach stretch headbands. Although her natural hair was a snap to do, she still had to work with the side she slept on. Getting out of the car, Myra adjusted the long-sleeve brown and peach vibrant print tunic she wore over the matching, side slits skirt. The bold colors complemented her flawless and smooth silky dark butterscotch complexion. To complete her outfit, she chose a pair of brown, gladiator three-inch crisscross shoes, two kinds of long beaded necklaces of the same colors in her outfit, and peach buttoned earrings.
“Good morning, Sis. Myra,” greeted Shelly and Cornelius, who were part of the welcoming committee for the month of October. They made a striking couple in coordinating suits of taupe and black. Shelly was one bold sister in her dress and hair style, in spite of her plus size figure and height. She was every big girl’s role model and the envy of the thin sisters. And Lord ha’ mercy, she had a husband who spelled the word f-i-n-e and adored every inch of her to no end.
Myra knew there was someone out there for her. She just needed to be patient and not latch on to the next man that was put in her path. Moreover, she knew she shouldn’t be so easily conned by a little attention, or compliments for her dimpled smile. Myra stepped inside the auditorium, and yes, the first person she saw was Kane Atkins. She spoke to him and other members as she made her way to sit by her mother. No sooner than she took her seat, Betsy Watson pointed discreetly to Tommy and his little family. Naturally, they were sitting with his parents. Although Myra had that nonchalant attitude working, she still stole a quick peek.
Tommy Mitchell was handsome like all the Mitchell men. If it wasn’t a sin, she would hate him. But she couldn’t, after her brother revealed the true facts concerning why their relationship had finished its course. According to her brother, Tommy said being with her was more like being with his sister than a girlfriend. That bit of news had been devastating and hard to accept. Regardless, Myra had often said after her break-up with Kane, if she had a million dollars, she would split it between the both of them. They taught her a valuable lesson on love and commitment.
Tommy had been her sweetheart from high school until their first year at PVA&MU. They had planned to get married after graduation. She and her sorors had even created a bridal binder with detailed information for their big day… And boom, he dropped the bomb. He was marrying someone else he’d met during his internship. That was eight years and three children, ago.
On the other hand, she and Kane Atkins had dated for about four months. He proposed marriage and like a desperate female, she said yes, ignoring all the signs. That fool was a liar and wanted to dip and dab with whoever would give him some play.
Humph, Tommy was still a handsome hunk, and his wife was also attractive, thought Myra as she stole another quick glance their way. Whatever. She sighed and prayed a silent prayer for the right frame of mind to worship in spirit and truth. ♥
That must be where the children are, Myra thought.
“Tamia,” shouted the dude she was with. “The baby is crying now.” Baby…
“Myra, I don’t have any stuff. All we have are the clothes on our backs. I had to leave in a hurry.” She started to cry again.
“No diapers?” exclaimed Myra.
She shook her head no.
“Okay Tam, don’t cry. We can stop by Wally World and pick up a few items for now. You get the baby.” It was just a sad ridiculous mess, thought Myra as she lifted the boys and walked over to her small compact car. She strapped the toddlers in the best she could, and shook her head in total disgust. Minutes later, Tamia got in the back seat with the baby, her big purse, and a small grocery bag. Myra didn’t make a comment; she was just glad Tamia had enough sense to sit with the children. There were no baby seats for any of them. How did things get this bad? ♥
Rick pulled into the parking lot of Wally World, but not before the sky released booming claps of thunder followed by streaks of lightening. The rain would be next, he thought as he jumped out of his truck and rushed to the door. One of the store managers stood outside to inform customers who were trying to grab their last minute supplies that the store was closed due to power outage. As soon as the power was restored, it would reopen. Rick decided to sit in his truck and nap until then, since he was already out. Another deafening burst of thunder; the sky lit completely up, causing him to have second thoughts like the others who were already leaving. He would have to make out with what he had until tomorrow. While he jogged to his truck to keep from being drenched, Rick noticed a sister in distress. She was struggling with two large baskets. Where were the attendants?
“Ma’am, can I help?”
Myra gasped when a man spoke from behind her. The cashier told her they didn’t have anyone available for the moment and she didn’t have time to wait. Turning around with pepper spray in her hand, she let go of the basket.
He threw up his hands. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just thought you could use some help, that’s all.”
He kept his hands up so she could see he was harmless, although his cap was pulled down over his head. ♥
W Parks Brigham lives in Houston, Texas and has two adult daughters. She’s spent her adult life teaching small children and loved every minute of it. She is now a retired (Halleluiah) teacher of thirty plus years and loves every minute of that for sure. Her main interest and hobbies besides reading, listening to her own radio station designed especially for her, playing spider solitaire, working Sudoku puzzles.
Because of her love for AA romance and women fiction, she was inspired to write her own and has penned some of the most wonderful stories with plus size women as the heroine, touching your every emotion. Her heroines are attractive, educated, and sophisticated with high self-esteem. They are not looking for a man to validate their worth…just love them for who they are. Drama, the element of surprise with lots of twists and turns, romance, love, and semi-steamy intimacy are featured in each story.
Besides being a writer of AA romance and women fiction; W Parks Brigham considers her stories in a class all by themselves Contemporary Christian Romance since she includes intimacy. Remember, she was first to tag her stories in what she’s sure will be a new category in the near future.
W Parks have recently ventured out into reading other genres. In doing so she has met some amazing new authors and has enjoyed their stories.
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