Healing the Faith Excerpt
Alexia tensed at my side, clenching her eyes shut as she
held her breath waiting for the last name to be called. “Justin McNear.”
“Yes!” I released my grip on her hand and leaped from my
seat.
I should have looked at my wife, should have said I loved
her again, but instead, I made my way to the stage to celebrate. The Council
welcomed us with handshakes and hugs. At this point, the room had been filled
with the cheers and the clatter of everyone moving to get closer. There was
some clapping from those unable to break through the craziness.
Looking over the sea of parishioners, I searched for my
family. Alexia was the only one I couldn’t find at first. When I finally found
her, she was in the middle of a group hug with Madison and Ginger.
I elbowed Joey and Johnny then motioned toward their wives,
indicating that we should join them in celebrating the news. None of us had
expected what we found when we approached them.
They were clutching hands as promises of forever friends
tumbled from their lips. The tears they were shedding weren’t tears of joy, but
of heartbreak.
Startled, they pulled away from each other when Johnny
gasped Ginger’s name.
Shaking her head, Ginger ran away from him and out the door.
Johnny watched, speechless at her reaction, then took off running behind her.
Not sure what else to do, I’d reached out to hold my wife.
Alexia had other ideas and pulled away, stomping her way back to our table.
“Alexia, wait! Don’t do this!” I implored, trying to catch
up with her.
“I’m not, you are.” She sobbed in hysterics.
“Please? Don’t be mad.” My attempts to embrace her again
failed.
“I don’t want you to go! Stay here, stay with us.” Tears
streamed down her cheeks.
“Let’s talk about this at home.” I hissed an exasperated
breath, grabbing the baby and his diaper bag.
Being the lousy husband that I was, I stormed off, leaving
her to say goodbye to her parents. Her reaction had infuriated me. Why couldn’t
she see it my way? By the time she slid into the car, my need for alcohol had
reached an all-time high. All I wanted was a beer so I could calm down enough
to demand her support in this.
Author Information
Michele Richard lives
in a suburb of Boston, Mass. She’s the mother of two pre-teen daughters and the
wife.
Michele Richard has
created the Mocked series. From Mocked by Destiny to the trilogy Mocked by
Faith, she writes what comes from the heart. A wife and the mother of two
preteen girls, she spends her days spinning tales about what happens when what
you believe in mocks your every turn.
When she’s not
writing, her days are filled with her family, her bunny Geneva, and friends.
Her greatest passions are learning new languages and traveling. She currently
resides in the Northeastern part of the United States however; her family
members live down the east coast as far as North Carolina.
She’s currently
learning French and Spanish, and one day hopes to be fluent in both. Learning
new things is always something she enjoys.
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