Tears Fall at Night-The Blessed One Box Set (Praise Him Anyhow and Blessed and Highly Favored Series) Read Online Free

stepped away from Jasmine again. “This isn’t how I wanted to tell her, Jasmine. You had no right bringing Joy here without letting me know.”
    Tearfully, Joy said, “What are you doing, Dad? This is going to break Mother’s heart.”
    Nelson tried to put his arm around Joy. She pulled away. “Your mother already knows that I want a divorce. I’m surprised she didn’t tell you.”
    Joy asked, “Why didn’t you tell me? I spoke to you last night, but I don’t recall you saying anything about divorcing my mother, so you could move in with someone young enough to be your daughter.”
    “I’m a grown woman," Jasmine said, "and Nelson and I are happy, despite our age difference.”
    Joy turned her back to Jasmine and held up her hand. “Don’t speak to me ever again. I am not interested in anything you have to say.” With that, Joy headed for the door.
    “Don’t go like this, baby-girl," her father said. "I really want to help you understand why I decided to leave your mother.”
    Joy opened the door and then shot back at her father, “Oh, I know exactly what was on your mind.” She walked through the door and slammed it behind her. Joy was so angry that she wanted to hit something. She had looked up to her father almost to the point of worship for as long as she could remember. Nelson Marshall had been a man of integrity… someone she, her brother and her mother could count on.
    Tears rolled down Joy’s face as she walked away from her father’s new home. She heard the door open behind her, but didn’t stop or turn around to see who was coming after her. She wanted nothing to do with her so-called best friend or her dishonorable father.
    “Baby-girl, wait! Jasmine said that you need a ride home. Don’t walk off like this.”
    She kept walking.
    Nelson caught up with his daughter and grabbed her arm. “Let me explain.”
    “Get away from me.”
    “Don’t act like a child, Joy. You know how life works.”
    Joy wiped the tears from her eyes as she swung around to face her father. “I sure do know how life works. Men who claim to love their wives turn around and cheat on them every day. But I never expected you to be one of those men.” She was disgusted by her father. At that moment she was ashamed to call this man her father and the tears flowed again.
    “Don’t cry, baby-girl. Come on, let me take you home.”
    Joy backed away from her father. “No, I don’t need you to take me home. You need to go home to your wife.”
    “I can’t do that.”
    “Then leave me alone.”
    “I can’t just leave you out here like this, Joy. I’m your father. It’s my job to protect you.”
    She laughed at that. The man standing in front of her had just destroyed her belief in humanity, but he was talking about protecting her. “I’ll call Troy. He can come get me.”
    She pulled her cell phone out of her purse and dialed her fiancé. When he answered, she explained that she needed a ride, and Troy promised to come and pick her up. She hung up the phone and turned back to her father. “There, I don’t need you, so you can go back to your little girlfriend and continue tearing our family apart.”

     
    3
    In the kitchen with her radio tuned to 92.7, her praise station, Carmella was busy baking cakes for her neighbors. Her way of saying thanks for the things they’d done for her in the past month: like mowing the law, trimming the bushes, coming by to check on her and just being kind to her. Dontae was still away at football camp, but would be home in two days. So, this was Carmella’s way of letting her neighbors know that she appreciated them.
    Cooking was a love of Carmella’s; she could get in her kitchen and lose herself amongst the pots and pans and flour and sugar. She also loved listening to her praise music while she cooked or baked. Smokie Norful was lifting her spirit by telling her that God saw what was going on in her life and He understood when she felt like giving up. Then Smokie began