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Last call signifies closing time is near, either you place your last order or settle any open tabs. In life, it’s when you’re fed up and a decision must be made … Should I Stay, or Should I Go?

For Lillian Weaver, last call could be a possible end to her seven-year marriage to Blair.

Blair, the owner of a popular bar, B Squared has allowed success to go to his head. Now, his pride and ego are bigger than the promises and plans he once made with his wife. A wife, who no longer recognizes the man Blair has become. He used to be loving and kind, someone she was willing to sacrifice her own dreams for.

Until one day, he changed. His demeaning language and disrespectful actions leaves Lillie confused, hurt and tired. Will Blair’s pride cause Lillie to walk away and him lose it all? You’ll have to find out in this Christian Fiction novella, Last Call.

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Excerpt

“Baby, it’s been too long since I’ve danced,” I tell her.

“Me too but hey, it’s great cardio.”

“Let’s get out of here because I’m starving.”

“We can always hit up CK’s like we used to do in college.”

“Yes,” I sing. “I haven’t been there in forever.”

Thirty minutes later, Hazel and I are enjoying our food.

“So, what are you going to do now that you’re divorced and on your own?” she asks me.

“I’m going back to work at the West Clinic. It’s only part time but I’m excited.”

“Really? Why? I know you don’t need the money.”

“I know but I’ve been helping Perry—”

“Wait,” she interrupts. “Perry is the moving company guy whose wife was your patient before?”

I nod. “Her name is Gillian and she’s going through chemo for the second time in 18 months. I’ve been over to their house a few times helping her after the treatments and I miss it. Not the nastiness of it but the part about caring for the patients.”

“You’ve always been great at that. I remember when your grandmother was sick, you took very good care of her.”

“I know, and God knows I miss them. If my grandpa was still living, I probably would have moved back to Mississippi and reopened the diner.”

“Not that dingy ass diner Blair is always bad mouthing?” she laughs.

“Child forget him. That diner saved his tail, plenty of times after his mom ran off with the money he’d saved for college. Anyway, with BJ turning a year old soon, I think it’s time I do something for me.”

“Well, I think it’s a great idea and I’ll help with BJ.”

“Hazel, thank you.” She is trying to swallow her coffee to stop me from saying it. “No, listen. I never got to thank you for that night at the apartment. I had a feeling Blair was lying but, I was mad and hurt. It seemed like everything was hitting me at once. Man, it felt like my heart was in a vice grip,” I say patting my chest. “Yet, you stayed. Not only that, you prayed and held me into the early morning. Thank you for being there because I needed you.”

Her eyes fill with tears as she grabs my hand.

“Lillie, you’re my best friend. If I can’t be there for you while you’re hurting or willing to petition God, while you’re in the middle of a storm, what good is our friendship? God knows, you’ve been there for me. When I wanted to end my life, you were there,” she shakes her head and wipes the falling tears. “I’m just grateful evil didn’t tear us apart because you know I’d never do anything like that to you, right?”

“I know,” I blow out a breath to calm my emotions and use the napkin to wipe my face. “Okay, enough of this mushy stuff. Tell me what’s been going on with you. We’ve only been talking about me the last six months and I need a change.”

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New Book – Broken

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Synopsis:

How do you survive brokenness when it’s been on your bloodline since before you were born?

Gwendolyn was 13 when her dad shattered her heart, leaving her broken. Her mother told her, a daddy can break a girl’s heart before any man has a chance and she was right. Through many failed relationships and giving herself to any man who showed interest, she knew she had to get herself together. So, she gave up on men.

Until Jacque.

He came into her life with promises to love, honor and cherish her; forsaking all others until death do they part. Twelve years later, he has made good on his promises until he didn’t. .

Now, Gwen finds herself spiraling out of control and it’s bad. What she didn’t realize, Jacque was more broken than she was and had demons of his own.

With inward fighting and outward consequences, will Gwen and Jacque recover or are they broken beyond repair?

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EXCERPT:

Gwen


I was up, earlier than usual, getting ready to stop by Dr. Lea’s office because I’m having some spotting but no pain. I didn’t want to call her because she told me, yesterday that if my pressure isn’t normal, I’m going straight to the hospital but I had too. I’m praying everything is good because Gloria is coming home tomorrow and I promised her a home cooked meal.

Once I’m done showering, dressing and all the other stuff that’s now taking me longer to accomplish, I’m headed out. I set the alarm and go out to get in the car. When I press the button for the garage to lift, I am shocked to see Jacque’s truck.

I get out of my car and walk over to the driver’s window. I tap but he doesn’t move so I knock harder and he jumps up.

“Jacque, what are you doing?”

He opens the door.

“Gwen, I’m so sorry.” He says pulling me into him but I push him off.

“How long have you been out here?”

“For about an hour. I drove, all night, from Houston and I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Look, if this is about you staying in the guest room, I am not about to argue with you because I don’t need the drama. I’m trying to keep my blood pressure down so I don’t spend the rest of this pregnancy in the hospital.” I turn to walk off after telling all my business.

“Gwen wait, please.” He says grabbing my arm. “I’ve really made a mess of my life and I need help.”

“Good for you.”

“No, what I mean is, I need your help.”

She moves my hand from her arm. “Jacque—”

“I was going to kill myself last night,” he says with tears forming in his eyes. “I had the gun to my head and I almost pulled the trigger but I couldn’t. Gwen, I’m broken.”

He falls to his knees in front of me and God allows me to remember, waking up last night and praying.

“This last month has been the worse of my life and I didn’t think I was going to survive. Last night was the lowest I’ve ever been and without help, I might not make it.”

“Jacque, get up.” I help him stand. “The only way you can get the help you need; you have to get the help you need. I know that sounds crazy but I don’t know any other way to say it. You can’t do this for me, we aren’t together and neither can you do it for this baby. You must want it for Jacque.” I look at my watch. “I have a doctor’s appointment and if I don’t leave now, I’m going to be late. Why don’t you take a shower and try to rest until I get back? I think you have some clothes still here.”

“Can I come with you?”

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” He asks.

“Show up now that you’ve hit rock bottom. Jacque, I’m glad you’ve decided to get the help you need and I’ll be here for you, but things are still the same with us. Right now, you’re running off adrenaline. Sober up and if you feel the same about wanting to be a part of this baby’s life then we can set boundaries.”
I leave him standing there and continue to my appointment.

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Broken