The Phone Call...

Hello Fabulous People,

In many of the posts I've written, snippets I've shared and even in the book video, I hint about a particular phone call that will change Nikki's life in BeJeweled: What A Tangled Web We Weave.

Today, I will share a brief portion of that phone call. It goes a little something like this...

LOVING HER MAN (CHAPTER) EXCERPT:

Am I really on display now? She thought. On days like this I wish…

“What, Nikki…what do you wish, darling?” she asked herself aloud. Shaking her head, she walked to the bedroom and undressed to prepare for a relaxing shower. But she needed some encouragement first.

She sat down on the bed and called her grandmother-in-law for a brief chat. “Hey, Pearl, how you doin’ today?”

“Aww, I guess I’m okay; can’t complain. This here author starting up in these ole bones of mine and my knees again. But I’m blessed to see another day the Lord has given us.”

“Author who?”

“Author itis…you know ‘bout that stuff, chile,”

“Oh, Lord, you so silly.” Nikki laughed.

“Anyhoo, nuff ‘bout my problems. How you doin’, chile?”

“I’m tired…just tired,” Nikki replied, lying back on her bed.

“Another one of those days, huh?”

“Well, not so much as others. He wasn’t in a depressed state today, but his nervousness cost him a job interview.”

“Yeah, I figured as much. He come calling me first thing this morning complaining about how unorganized you was. Said he didn’t know what to do ‘bout it. He said you made him miss out on his job interview. And I tole’ that lazy good-for-nuthin’ grandson of mine to stop blaming his wife for the reason his life is the way it ‘tis. He need to blame that other woman, the Jamie girl. You know, that bottle he keeps turnin’ up. Same thang I used ta tell his daddy. But one day, sugar, you gon’ wise up and leave him. One day you gon’ get smart and get up outta there and not end up like his mother, Karen, did. I tole her all the time to leave my son. The first time, I called the police on him for putting his hands on her and she told me ta mind my own business. She turned right around and went back to ‘em. I didn’t get involved no mo’. But I sho hate to know my son took that woman’s life. Now my grandson bitter 'bout it, and he going down the same road as his daddy. I don’t want to see him in prison like his daddy. No mor’n I wanna see you dead, chile.”

“I know, Pearl…I know. I’ve been trying to get him some help. I’ve been talking to him about rehab and all. But Carlos won’t listen right now.”

“And he ain’t gonna. You gon’ have to leave him, chile…you just gon’ have ta pack up yo stuff and gwon’ ‘bout yo bizness. I don’t wanna see you locked up, either, for having ta go ‘cross his head. And when a woman’s fed up, ain’t no limit ta what she’ll do.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Now I want you to thank ‘bout what I said, hear? You might need ta ‘gwon back over there with yo mama a few days. You know, get yo’ head together. Cuz when a man knocking you in it, he ‘bout don’ knocked all ya sense out, and ya can’t thank straight. So I don’t think you thanking right. Just pack up when he ain’t around, and leave. Give ‘im sumpin’ ta thank ‘bout.”

Nikki sighed into the phone, “Mama Pearl, it’s not that easy. He’s always here, every day and night. Me trying to pack my things and sneak out will set off World War III.”

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