didn’t feel as much sympathy for Dillon, but she had to admit that one of the things she loved most about her mom was how forgiving she was. She forgave everyone for everything with no strings attached. To her, no one’s sin was worse than anyone else’s, even if most people thought so. She wasn’t naïve about folks who had betrayed her or deceived her at one time or another—she knew who they were and how they were—but she also didn’t hate them or talk badly about them.
Alicia answered a few email messages from some of her readers and responded to two more from online bloggers who were requesting a feature interview for her new book. Then she called Phillip.
“Hi, baby,” she said when he answered.
“Hey, you. What’s up?”
“Just finishing up a few things so I can start reading my copyedits.”
“Wow, when did those arrive?”
“Early this morning.”
“Then I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t follow you back to Chicago yesterday after all.”
“I guess it is,” she said.
Phillip was always off on Mondays, the same as everyone else who was employed by the church, so on Sundays, he usually spent the night with her and then drove back to Mitchell on Monday evenings. Alicia was getting to the point where she no longer wanted him to do that, however, because it was just too hard spending late nights together and not being able to make love to him.
“So how long do you think it’ll take you?”
“The rest of today and most of tomorrow. After that, I have to type in any additional changes I have. Which means I won’t be completely finished until sometime on Wednesday or Thursday.”
“Then you probably won’t make it over for Bible study this week, will you?”
“Not sure. I’ll be able to tell by Wednesday afternoon.”
“I have a pretty busy schedule this week myself. I also have a few business errands to run today.”
“Well, I won’t hold you,” she said, all while looking at her email inbox and seeing a new message from Levi. She could barely contain her anxiety.
“Baby, did you hear me?” he said.
“What?”
“You didn’t hear anything I said?”
“Um, no. I was reading something…I’m sorry.”
“I was just telling you to call me later when you take a break from reading.”
“I will. I love you.”
“I love you, too, baby. Have a good day.”
Alicia ended the call and set her phone on her desk. Why was Levi doing this? During church service, she’d made her decision about not responding to him. She’d come to her senses and had decided that her love and place in life were with Phillip, and nothing was going to change that. She wouldn’t do anything to ruin what God had blessed her to have all over again. But now it seemed that if she didn’t respond to Levi, he wasn’t planning to leave her alone. She wished he would just go away, but since it was obvious that he wasn’t going to, she took a deep breath and opened the email.
Hey Beautiful,
At this point, I’m not sure what else to do. I’ve emailed you, sent you a note on Facebook, and now I’m emailing you again. Most men would assume that you don’t want to be bothered, but sweetheart, I think you and I both know that this isn’t the case. I’m still in love with you, and you’re still in love with me. Even without hearing your voice for all these years or seeing you, I’d be willing to bet my life on it. What you and I have, some people never experience in their lifetime, so I know you haven’t gotten over me. And sweetheart, believe me when I tell you this: You can’t have two soul mates. And since I’m your only soul mate, I really hope you’re not serious about marrying your ex-husband again. If you do, you’ll be making the biggest mistake of your life. You’ll marry him and think about me…every…single….day. So, sweetheart, please don’t. Also, unless you’ve changed your number (which I doubt), I still have it. I was hoping you would email me back and then we could