her.
“What does your new boyfriend say about your relationship with your ex?” the other woman queried.
Slowing her departure, Desi wondered about the answer to that, too.
“I told Greg what Tyrone put me through and he says quote, ‘As long as the jerk doesn’t step out of line when we get married, there won’t be a problem.’ And Greg loves my babies…”
With a bittersweet smile, Desi headed to her cubicle. Yes, there could be a life for her after divorce. Once at her desk, she focused on a new project that kept her busy all afternoon. She had to hurry and finish up so she could leave on time.
When Desi arrived at her grandmother’s house, she was smothered with hugs and kisses before she could get into the door. “There’s my sweetie pie. How’s Michael?”
“How’s me .” Desi stomped her foot as if she wanted to act out a temper tantrum. “I’m your granddaughter, remember?”
Laughing, her grandmother shooed off her concern. “I can see you’re doing fine. You look better and you’re not so dark under the eyes. I guess the counseling session helped . So my question remains, how’s Michael?’
Desi flopped on the sofa and crossed her legs. “It helped all right. I—”
“I’m glad to hear that because more important than anything, including your marriage, is the restoration of Michael’s soul. God seeks the lost sheep and for Michael to break his vow with you shows he was lost. So yes, keep praying for him and I’ll be praying for both of you that God’s will be done. Read Romans 12:20.”
Desi silently agreed that Michael’s main focus should be reconciliation with God, then they could dissolve their marriage with cordiality. After that, they could move on with a clean slate, but what did Romans 12:20 say?
“Come on back to the kitchen. I’ve got supper ready.”
“Okay.” She didn’t budge as she pulled up the scripture in the Bible app on her smartphone. Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.
Was Michael her enemy? That question remained in the back of her mind as her grandmother blessed the food and Desi had two servings of collard greens and cornbread.
CHAPTER ~9~
“You do know there’s a possibility that you may never win Desi back, man,” Zachary stated after Michael had changed clothes after work to attend Bible class.
His brother’s drive-bys were becoming routine as he felt obligated to check on the status of his marriage and the progress of his franchise.
“Thanks for your vote of confidence.” Michael scowled at him.
Zachary toyed with his car keys. “I’m just sayin’. I’ve been checking on her sisters and mother while you’re missing in action. Let me just say, I had to wave the white flag before I stepped foot on their property. They were ready to shoot darts at me because of my last name. I just want to prepare you. Your prayer needs to be for her to recover. She’s struggling emotionally.”
“Tell me something I don’t already know, man.”
“It may take a very long time for her to forgive you and I know you’re not a patient man.” Zachary chuckled. “Remember when you proposed?”
“Yep.” Michael smiled for the first time since he could remember. “Even though Desi loved me, she flat out told me she wasn’t sure if she was ready to commit.”
He had convinced Desi that he was different than the likes of her stepfather, brother-in-law at the time and her sister’s live-in boyfriend.
“I will love you until my last breath,” he had whispered on a chilly November night that happened to be the first snowfall of the season. “Desi, I want to be the man to make you happy, to prove you wrong, to show you that all men aren’t dogs and to be the faithful father of your children. I want to buy you a big house, and let you be a stay-at-home mom. I want to support your dreams. I want to prove my love
“What does your new boyfriend say about your relationship with your ex?” the other woman queried.
Slowing her departure, Desi wondered about the answer to that, too.
“I told Greg what Tyrone put me through and he says quote, ‘As long as the jerk doesn’t step out of line when we get married, there won’t be a problem.’ And Greg loves my babies…”
With a bittersweet smile, Desi headed to her cubicle. Yes, there could be a life for her after divorce. Once at her desk, she focused on a new project that kept her busy all afternoon. She had to hurry and finish up so she could leave on time.
When Desi arrived at her grandmother’s house, she was smothered with hugs and kisses before she could get into the door. “There’s my sweetie pie. How’s Michael?”
“How’s me .” Desi stomped her foot as if she wanted to act out a temper tantrum. “I’m your granddaughter, remember?”
Laughing, her grandmother shooed off her concern. “I can see you’re doing fine. You look better and you’re not so dark under the eyes. I guess the counseling session helped . So my question remains, how’s Michael?’
Desi flopped on the sofa and crossed her legs. “It helped all right. I—”
“I’m glad to hear that because more important than anything, including your marriage, is the restoration of Michael’s soul. God seeks the lost sheep and for Michael to break his vow with you shows he was lost. So yes, keep praying for him and I’ll be praying for both of you that God’s will be done. Read Romans 12:20.”
Desi silently agreed that Michael’s main focus should be reconciliation with God, then they could dissolve their marriage with cordiality. After that, they could move on with a clean slate, but what did Romans 12:20 say?
“Come on back to the kitchen. I’ve got supper ready.”
“Okay.” She didn’t budge as she pulled up the scripture in the Bible app on her smartphone. Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.
Was Michael her enemy? That question remained in the back of her mind as her grandmother blessed the food and Desi had two servings of collard greens and cornbread.
CHAPTER ~9~
“You do know there’s a possibility that you may never win Desi back, man,” Zachary stated after Michael had changed clothes after work to attend Bible class.
His brother’s drive-bys were becoming routine as he felt obligated to check on the status of his marriage and the progress of his franchise.
“Thanks for your vote of confidence.” Michael scowled at him.
Zachary toyed with his car keys. “I’m just sayin’. I’ve been checking on her sisters and mother while you’re missing in action. Let me just say, I had to wave the white flag before I stepped foot on their property. They were ready to shoot darts at me because of my last name. I just want to prepare you. Your prayer needs to be for her to recover. She’s struggling emotionally.”
“Tell me something I don’t already know, man.”
“It may take a very long time for her to forgive you and I know you’re not a patient man.” Zachary chuckled. “Remember when you proposed?”
“Yep.” Michael smiled for the first time since he could remember. “Even though Desi loved me, she flat out told me she wasn’t sure if she was ready to commit.”
He had convinced Desi that he was different than the likes of her stepfather, brother-in-law at the time and her sister’s live-in boyfriend.
“I will love you until my last breath,” he had whispered on a chilly November night that happened to be the first snowfall of the season. “Desi, I want to be the man to make you happy, to prove you wrong, to show you that all men aren’t dogs and to be the faithful father of your children. I want to buy you a big house, and let you be a stay-at-home mom. I want to support your dreams. I want to prove my love
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