“Did I love Natalie? Yes, with ever fiber that runs throughout my body; however, loving someone means nothing if those feelings are not mutual.”
He pauses again, struggling to maintain his composure as he stood in a dignified manner, gripping the upper-ledge of the center podium.
Scanning the room, he focused on familiar faces seated in various locations throughout the crowded church. He smiles wickedly, as if preparing to tell a dirty joke.
Then, he spoke.
“She loved money. Money was her God… I hope she can spend it in hell!” He sneered, as he shot a pained glance at the coffin.
The entire sanctuary gasped in unison. Without a second thought to respect, he ended his moment with an out of place truth he could not take back.
“Dad, how dare you disrespect my mother at her own funeral!” Harlem cried out in anger.
“Fuck that slut!” He uttered, tossing a gold dollar piece in the direction of the coffin.
“Here’s one for the road,” he growled, as he exited up the center isle in haste.
All hell broke loose.
Excerpt from “Daddy” the forthcoming novel by five-time self-published Author G D Grace (spring 2013)
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