Sugah & Spice (49 page)

             
Why had God taken Charlie from her? They were so happy together, and they had even started trying to have a baby. Corrin got sadder just thinking of
another
painful memory she had resurfaced. The day Charlie died; she was rushed to the hospital. Everyone thought she was just fatigued and upset about her lost, but they discovered she was pregnant.

             
Corrin could not even be happy about what should have been a joyous occasion. The love of her life was gone forever and she was supposed to take care of a baby all by herself. The doctor gave her something to help calm her down. Her mother, father, two brothers, and Constance went home with her. They made all the arrangements for Charlie’s funeral service.  Marcus went back to the morgue to speak with the attendant, but no one knew until Corrin received a call from him apologizing for his terrible behavior. He also told h
er how sorry he was for her loss
and asked the address of the service so he could send a flower arrangement. Corrin thanked him and hung up.

             
All night and day, Corrin had conversations with Charlie. She remembered asking him when he was coming home. While lying in bed the night of Charlie’s death, Corrin saw what looked like a shadow in the darkness. When she took a better look, she saw him. She saw Charlie or what she thought was Charlie. Corrin remembered speaking to the shadow thanking it was my husband. She replayed the conversation in her mind. “Charlie, my love, is that you? I have been waiting for you. I knew you would come back.” There was no reply.

             
The shadow just lingered in the darkness of the room. It was not Charlie but the spirit of death coming to take their unborn child. When Corrin tried to get up from the bed, she felt a
sharp cramp in the bottom of her stomach. She screamed but no one came. The way their home was built, no one could hear inside their room unless the intercom was turned on and it wasn’t.

             
The more Corrin tried to move, the more anguish the pain became. She felt something wet in between her legs. When she put her hands there to see if she had peed on herself, she was horrified to see that it was blood. Her baby was in trouble. Corrin fought hard to get up from the bed, only to fall back down again from the pain.

             
The shadow did nothing, only waited in the shadows. Corrin knew at that moment it was not Charlie standing in the room with her, but instead death coming to take the only other thing she had left of him. “Why God,” Corrin cried out. “Please don’t take this baby from me too!” Corrin had cursed God earlier that day for taking Charlie from her and vowed to never serve Him again. It was too late. She knew that God had turned his back to her, and she would lose her child too.

             
When the next morning came and no one had heard or seen Corrin, they all came to check on her. Her father was the first one to enter the room that horrific day. He rushed over to the bed when he saw his only daughter lying unconscious in a puddle of blood. “Call 911! Please, call 911!” He called out to his wife and Constance. It was too late. Corrin had miscarried during the night and passed out. When she got to the hospital, she had lost so much blood that the doctors were not optimistic.

             
Her parents prayed asking God to spare their daughter’s life. They promised to help her find her way back to him. After several hours of surgery, Corrin lie sleeping in a private room recovering. She was numb, broken, and madder with God than before. At that moment, she knew he didn’t exist in her life anymore. 

             
At the funeral, she sat lifeless as people hugged, kissed and offered words of sympathy. The service was filled with many relatives and friends who came to pay their respects to a well-known and loved soul. The family of the woman driving the other car, who killed Charlie and three others, came to say how sorry they were. The woman was in jail awaiting sentencing. The case could not be preceded until Corrin was able to attend.

Corrin wanted to tell everyone to go away. She wanted to die. Her life was over. Her husband and unborn child were taken the same day, and she wanted to go with them so that they could be a family, but that hadn’t happened. She was left all alone
, thinking that God had abandoned her, when in fact she had abandoned him. That day a door was opened up to the enemy to come in and storm Corrin’s life like a storm.

About the Author:              
 

I began writing when I was
in
third grade, starting with poetry. Throughout the years I explored shorts, novellas, and eventually novels. I formed a blog in 2010 to showcase my works and thoughts, and the response I received inspired me to finally finish my first book and publish. My debut novel
was published July of 2012. It
is called “Deadly in Stilettos”
and
is
available on amazon,
Books-A-M
illion, BarnesandNoble.com, as well as several other sites
.

I am from the small town of Greensburg, Louisiana. There wasn’t much to do in such a small town, so writing became my scapegoat. There is nothing greater than the imagination. I am a wife and moth
er of two, currently residing in
Hammond, Louisiana. In my spare time
,
I enjoy reading great books, shopping, spending time with my family and close friends
,
and simply living life.
I love the color red, although my favorite color is purple.

I don’t have one genre I stick to when it comes to my writing. I create stories that are relatable and realistic from my imagination, mixed with a bit of real life. This helps readers get to know my characters and understand them better.
I mix suspense with a bit of paranormal events in most of my stories just because it takes the story to another lev
el. My target audience varies with each book, just to shake things up and keep my readers wondering where I will go next!

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