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CHAPTER 38

                Chapter 38

              Lamais's pov

  I took the bunch of lilac flowers from Cushane's outstretched hand, he smile and clasp me in a gentle hug. Before I could think my lips were taken in a passionate kiss and then I was released without warning. "I hope you already have a wedding date set because I'll be posting this," he said and I look from his face to the phone in his hand.

  In a fit of anger I tried to hit him with the flowers, he side stepped it and held my hand. "Behave, or I'll turn you around right here and give you a bit of what you're longing for," he says as I stared at him in shock.

A shout of excitement was coming from the front and he said. "Come on."

  I was pulled behind him to the front of the yard and out the gate where Christopher, Shanty and Karly was standing around a large boat upon a crane. It was wrapped with a large blue bow and Christopher's eyes was red.

"You bought for him?" I ask him in surprise.

"Yes, a small token for saving my life," he said.

"This will mean so much for him," I say feeling my heart leap with joy.

  I smile at Christopher and he came and hug me, it was unbelievable. They leave with Minister Smith to take the boat to safer fishing beach, where the fishing boat could be parked and kept safe. Karly beamed with joy and we just sat together silently on the verandah waiting on them to return. All the food we had prepared earlier was covered up on the kitchen counter, it was like our bellies had gotten full.

When they return we dived down into the food heartily, as we sit and talked on the verandah. It was an happy occasion, I went for a bottle of champagne and give Christopher to open. It was after eleven when we break up the celebration, Cushane held me tightly as he kissed me hungrily over and over before leaving with a hard on.

  As I lie in bed that night I could only marvel at how things was turning out, my reluctance in pushing away Cushane when he hugs and kiss me. How my body felt alive and how right it feels to be with him, I was thankful that Shanty and Sis. Grant answered the comments and did the posting. I look them over before falling into a deep sleep only to awake in tears before daybreak the next morning.

I badly wanted to tell Shanty about the dream but knowing she was going to state that funerals were wedding I kept my dream to myself. The Saturday was over quicker than expected and I drink the chicken soup Karly had prepared for dinner, then made my way tiredly up the stairs. The choir and bands was doing good, but I wanted them to do exceptional.

Christopher raise his hand and stand to give a testimony in church that Sunday, it moved me as well as most of us. "Sometime ago I was questioning God, I kept asking him why he was putting me into so much dangerous and difficult situations. At my lowest I use my last and came to see Bishop Lamais, her words were the only thing that has kept me from then until now. I want to tell somebody today to trust the process, pray without ceasing then leave it up to God. Also choose good friends and do good, I'm talking friends who will pray for you even when they don't know all that you're going through. I want to get baptized and I want to be saved, thank you God for saving me."

  He was in tears when he sat back down and so was I, Karly was drying her tears and offered him her face rag. Tishawna's voice sang low and sweet "Not my will but yours be done," while the band played low. I thanked God for all his blessings and prayed silently for everyone in the church. Minister Kirkland baptized Christopher and another young man that Sunday evening and I sealed him together with Karly before the church, so that no one will look upon them badly for being Christians yet unmarried.