Another day of March Madness unfolds! Our author for today, JL Campbell is truly bringing the madness in her excerpt today. As you read the excerpt, think about what you would do in the situation. Then prepare to answer her question at the end to enter the giveaway.
Sherryn wanted to close the door on the proof of her husband's infidelity, but there was no going back.
She avoided looking at the child in front of her, whose cupid's bow of a mouth and tawny eyes confirmed that he shared the same genes as her children. But the similarity ended there—his ashy skin, underweight body, and wash-worn clothes pointed to a lack of concern for his well-being and appearance. The woman with him smiled—a smug grimace that deepened Sherryn's suspicion.
She didn't hide her distaste at the sight of the snug tank top holding in a belly about to surge out of control, or the denim skirt that did little to cover a pair of lumpy thighs. A lustrous, blonde weave complemented the woman's caramel complexion, and false eyelashes emphasized the spite in her gaze.
A quick scan tagged her as the stereotypical product of one of Kingston's ghettos. For timeless seconds, Sherryn felt as though she was stuck in an early 1900s silent film. The wind stirred the flowers and shrubs in the front yard, dried leaves blew over the lawn, and a car drove by, but she heard nothing.
Then the dancehall queen look-alike pushed the little boy forward, dragging Sherryn back to the unthinkable scene unfolding on her doorstep. "Tell Maurice him can have him pickney."
Sherryn suppressed a shiver by pulling her shoulders back. She stood tall, squeezing the doorknob as a shipwreck victim might cling to a life-saving piece of flotsam. After a glance at the boy, she whispered,
"Oh no, you're not leaving him here."
"You ca'an decide dat. Since Maurice won' take care of him, him can keep him."
The woman dropped a knapsack, and spun away with an exaggerated wiggle of the hips and the jangling of gold-plated jewelry, to saunter down the driveway to the gate, where a marked taxi waited.
Ghetto rat! Why leave her child on my doorstep like unwanted baggage?
The boy's bottom lip trembled and he blinked hard several times. Sherryn's chest heaved, and she struggled to slow her breathing. It wouldn't help either of them if she fell apart. Pressing her lips together to keep her focus, she picked up the threadbare knapsack and touched his shoulder. "Come with me."
She left him sitting on the sofa inside Reece's office.
Over the years, Maurice had been shortened to Reece. The inane thought reminded her that she had spent half her life with a man she doubted she would ever really know, and here again, was proof.
The purpose for leaving the boy in Reece's study was twofold. First, he was hidden from her, as if he didn't exist and second, Reece's world would spin off its axis—just as hers had—to find his secret tucked away in his private space. She hoped the experience turned out to be as gut wrenching and devastating as hers.
TO ENTER THE GIVEAWAY ANSWER THE FOLLOWING QUESTION IN THE COMMENTS SECTION:
What do you think Sherryn did and how would you handle the situation?
ABOUT JL CAMPBELL
J.L. Campbell is an award-winning, Jamaican author who writes romantic suspense, women's fiction, new and young adult novels. She has written thirteen books, four novellas and two short story collections.
Her novels include the Island Adventure Romance series, which currently has five exciting, stand-alone stories and features feisty women and determined men. Campbell's mission is to write stories that entertain and educate readers. She is a certified editor, who also writes non-fiction.
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