The Rhythm in Blue by Crystal Senter Brown
“Jacob!” she said as she stood to her feet, throwing her arms around him. She looked as though she only weighed about 90 pounds. “Hi Sarah” was all Jacob could muster up. He was shocked over the condition of Sarah‟s home, and even more upset over the way Sarah had let herself go. She looked like a drug addict. “So this is why you dumped your son on me? So you can lie around all day, smoking and watching television?” Jacob was upset. “Are you kidding me? I‟m SICK, Jacob. I‟m an addict. I‟ve been an addict for years. A little cigarette smoke never killed anybody,” Sarah said as she took another drag. “Well the least you could do is put that cigarette out when you have company. Or when your son is in the room.” “Okay, DADDY.” Sarah said, putting the cigarette out on her headboard. “But, wow, look at you! You made a very nice looking man, Jake. I remember you all those years ago when you weren‟t much more than a twig with raging hormones. The way you chased me around that summer still makes me laugh!” she said laughing. “Well, that was a long time ago,” Jacob said as he stood with his arms folded. He searched Sarah‟s face for any resemblance of the woman she used to be. Her once-thick mane of hair was now thinned and dry. Her olive-toned skin now had a dark, muddy appearance. And her oncevoluptuous body was now little more than skin and bones. “Mama, can I come in?” Joshua asked from the doorway. “Not right now, baby. Give me and your dad some time to talk, okay?” “I‟m not his---“ Jacob said, but stopped before he finished the sentence. He moved the pile of clothes that was on the chair next to Sarah‟s bed and sat down. “Jacob I didn‟t know what else to do. I have no family here. I don‟t even have any friends in this city. Joshua has been my life for the past 11 years. I can‟t leave this earth Buy now at www.therhythminblue.com