by Mychea
“Kaden,” I recognized Mrs. Cynthia’s voice. I still didn’t turn. The tears were running down my face and raw emotion was chocking me. There was no way that I could respond to her. I felt her put her hands on my shoulders. “You have to eat baby, I know you want to stay with Naima day in and day out. But why don’t you go ahead and get a little something before you pass out next to her. You’ve been holed up in here for two days. I’m sure she knows you’re here.”
Gripping Naima’s hand even more, “I can’t Mrs. Cynthia. I can’t leave her. What if she wakes up for a minute? I have to be here. I have to be.” I covered my eyes with my hand and sniffled. I can’t remember the last time I had cried.
“What if I go and get you some food and bring it back for you? Will you at least take a bite of something for me?” I nodded affirmation.
Looking up at Naima’s face, she seemed so peaceful as if she were sleeping. Running my hand through her short mane, I lovingly beheld her features. Everything about her was perfect. She had cut her long silky hair but I was fond of her short do. It gave her a sassy edge. Continuing to gaze at her, I would give anything to see her eyes right now, anything to see that mesmerizing smile or hear her honey-coated voice. She couldn’t leave me. There was no world for me without her in it, no world at all.
Getting onto bended knee, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time. I had a conversation with God.
“Lord please hear me, I know I have been out of touch with you for many moons, but if you can pull Naima through this, I will make it a point to be the best husband and father that I can be. Please don’t take her away from me. Allow her to see our children grow up, get married, and have children of their own. I pray she have a good recovery and come back to us to celebrate many more years.” I couldn’t stop the tears from falling, “This Lord I do pray in your name. Amen.
Please be on the lookout for the sequel to Coveted
Vengeance
Available January 2010