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Step out of reality and into Tamara’s world. At 30 something, Tamara is a bright business woman and God fearing Christian. She is a natural born leader in her professional life, but when it comes to matters of the heart, her morals and Christian values take a vacation.
Below is an excerpt
from my work of fiction. All characters are made up and in no way resemble
people I know.
Some Kinda Sin
Chapter One
Tamara
sipped from a steaming cup of coffee as she watched the door of Café Latte open
and close too many times to count. Sitting and waiting wasn’t her cup of tea or
coffee.
“Can I get
you another chocolate mocha?” the waitress in black nylon pants asked.
“No, I’m
waiting on him now,” Tamara replied.
“Excuse me?”
“Oh, you
meant the coffee. No thanks, I’m waiting for someone.”
Tamera
looked at the young woman’s plastic name tag just before she turned to walk
away.
“Oh Mandy, I
will have a glass of water.”
“Coming
right up.”
As Tamara
was talking to the waitress, she didn’t notice Carlton Braxton approaching the
table.
“Oh I didn’t
see you walk up.” If that man knew what I was thinking.
Carlton was
simply dressed in a pair of designer jeans and a button up collared shirt, but
he still looked like he had just stepped out of GQ magazine.
“Maybe I
didn’t want you to see me coming up.” He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
“So what’s
our plan for today?” She asked gazing into his eyes.
“Whatever
your heart desires.” He leaned across the table and stroked her cheek with the
back of his hand.
Tamara was
wrapped up in her thoughts. This man is
too good to be true. This has got to be some kinda sin.
Tamara
pushed her chair back and walked around to Carlton’s side of the table. Leaning
over his shoulder.
“You know
what would be even better?”
“What?”
Carlton
stood up and gave her a deep kiss that made her whole body warm.
As Tamara
and Carlton embraced, a loud explosion threw Carlton on top of Tamara. She hit
her head on the wooden floor as Carlton passed out. The glass storefront window
exploded sending sharp slivers all over the café. Some of the glass spiked all
over the back of Carlton’s head, sending a stream of blood down the nape of his
neck.
“Aaaarg” The
waitress screamed when she realized what just happened. The few customers who
were sitting at tables in the café were now on the floor, some covered in
blood.
Tamara moans
and slowly sits up. Carlton lay lifeless as she began to rock back and forth as
his head lay on her lap.
Mandy rushed
around the cafe’ to assess the damage of the explosion. A couple of people had
scrapes, but nothing critical. Then she saw Tamara and Carlton and ran over to
them.
“Is he
breathing?” she asked.
“I don’t
know?” Tamara’s entire body trembled as she spoke between sobs.
Mandy
checked for a pulse as she assured Tamara that she knew what she was doing.
“It’s ok, I
know CPR.” Placing two fingers on Carlton’s neck, she found a light pulse.
“Call 9-1-1 while I look at his wound.”
Mandy
grabbed a cloth napkin that was dangling from an overturned table nearby and
applied it to Carlton’s forehead.
It wasn’t
long before the paramedics arrived, but to Tamara it seemed a lifetime.
“How many
people are hurt? Are there people in any other areas? One of the paramedics
rattled off.
“There’s a
man in the corner with his wife, bleeding from the forehead area. And there’s a
cook in the kitchen, pinned under a shelf,” Mandy explained.
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Sirens
blared as ambulance after ambulance pulled into Blissfield General Hospital.
There was one paramedic in the back of the ambulance keeping Carlton as
comfortable as possible. Tamara wanted to ride in the ambulance, but she knew
she shouldn’t be seen with Carlton. It would be too difficult to explain, to
his wife and her husband.
Being the
other woman to a married man was not her dream life, but it was just the way
things happened.
Would you
like to learn more about what happens in the lives of Tamara and Carlton?
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