Forever Mine - Sunday Sample

Sunday, September 9, 2018

#SundaySample Haven't got a copy of the Without Limits Boxed Set as yet? Here's a sample of why you should. .

I chided myself for filling my mind with work when I was supposed to be relaxing. My phone pinged and I dug it out of my bag.


I thought he'd given up, since I hadn't heard from him since Friday. I opened the messaging screen and read what he'd written.

Where are you?

I sucked my teeth. Why did he need to know?

As I squinted at the screen, the phone rang. It had to be him calling. Before I consciously thought about what I was doing, my thumb swiped the screen. I put the phone to my ear and pulled in a breath, but Scott got a word in before I did.



“Where are you?”


“Because I'm outside your door and you're not home.”

“Why are you there?”

“Do you really need to ask that? Did you expect me to leave things hanging?”

When I didn't answer, he drew in a breath. “I see.”

“What do you want?”

“I'll give you one guess.” When I didn't say anything more, he went on, “So, where are you and Angel at?”

“The beach.”


His question smacked me in the face. He really was back.

“Yes, sorry. Hellshire. The same one.”

“I'm coming.”

“Scott, wait!”

He was gone.

I frowned at the phone, wondering if he'd lost his mind. A smile started at one corner of my mouth and despite my effort to hold it in, it broke free. “Crazy man,” I muttered, laying the phone next to me.

Angel sat up, rubbing her eyes. “You were talking in my sleep.”

“Sorry, but I'm not so sorry because if you slept any longer you wouldn't go to sleep tonight.”

She stretched and grabbed her bucket and shovel. “Grandma, let's build another castle.”

I took the bucket from her. “Let's get the water. Maybe by the time we come back, Mom will be awake.”

“I'm not sleeping,” she said, with her eyes closed and a slur in her speech.

“Right. We'll be back in a minute.”

We fetched the water and the construction was up and running seconds later.

Leaning against an almond tree, I watched Mom and Angel. As I hugged my legs, my thoughts drifted to Scott. Since his call, I'd deliberately kept my mind off him but my insides were humming as if a colony of moths had been set free and was trying to find a way out.

One minute, I was dying to see Scott and then a moment would pass and I'd be resentful. Maybe Scott returning was a good thing. At least I'd know where things stood between us.

Time passed and I wondered if he'd really be here or whether his call was a figment of my imagination. When Angel got to her feet and yelled, “Uncle Scott, you got the Jesus slippers,” I craned my neck as my heart pumped faster.

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