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July | 2016 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of A Fusspot 22. July 10, 2016. She had sent a response through post but it would likely be weeks before anyone heard back from him. We had looked for other means of contacting him but all seemed futile. He was no longer answering his emails and she had no phone number. How on earth were we to get to him in time? Edison came out with a small smile. We won, he said. You won’t be taken into custody. I let out a whoosh of air as Ike hugged me in relief. Lord, we’...
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December | 2015 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary of a Fusspot (8). December 31, 2015. Ike was dozing on the couch in front of the TV when I got home with the baby on his lap. He had a beatific smile on his face. Anna was pinching his nose and grinning at him. It seemed like this father daughter bonding thing was working real well. I watched them for a while and then went to the kitchen to make supper. She leaned over to hug him and I hurried away, hoping they hadn’t seen me. It was then I realized how cluele...
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November | 2015 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary of a Fusspot(6). November 28, 2015. What do you do after your safe secure world has come crashing down? Well, you get up and keep going. And that was what I had decided to do. Ike’s news was terrible and that first night I had a horrible nightmare that the police came to arrest him. He woke up and we prayed together. Our predicament was made even more real when for the first time in years I realized that Ike would not dress up to go to work. I found time to do...
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Diary Of a Fusspot 18 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of a Fusspot 18. April 10, 2016. Christy ushered us into her living room where Titi sat waiting for us. She paused for a second to wipe her eyes and continued’. When we got to the car, there was nobody in it but he shoved me in and drove off immediately. My dear, your husband cannot kill you. If he sees you and tries to do anything to you, rebuke him in Jesus name, I said suddenly. Everyone turned around to look at me, shocked. I could see they cou...Guys, don...
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Diary Of A Fusspot 20 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of A Fusspot 20. June 26, 2016. June 25, 2016. Edison had also filed a motion for postponement of the trial and cited the reason that an important witness was at large. We were awaiting the judge’s ruling on that. If it was granted, it would buy us more time to bring Madu home to justice. Titi, you cannot continue living in fear like this. It’s time you went on the offensive, I said taking hold of one of her hands. It was very cold and she was trembling. I pic...
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of A Fusspot. Episode 4. November 14, 2015. I was nervous as I stood in front of the two story duplex. Christy loudly smacked on a wad of gum. I had written: Welcome to the neighborhood, in spidery letters across the top of the cake. Now as I held it, it looked like a childish scrawl. The last thing I would want is for Titi Lawrence to poke fun at my famous chocolate cake. Would she recognize me? Hi, welcome to the neighborhood, I said and offered her the cake.
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of A Fusspot 22. July 10, 2016. She had sent a response through post but it would likely be weeks before anyone heard back from him. We had looked for other means of contacting him but all seemed futile. He was no longer answering his emails and she had no phone number. How on earth were we to get to him in time? Edison came out with a small smile. We won, he said. You won’t be taken into custody. I let out a whoosh of air as Ike hugged me in relief. Lord, we’...
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Diary Of a Fusspot 16 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of a Fusspot 16. March 27, 2016. March 26, 2016. I woke up early the next day and knocked on Christy’s door. For the very first time, I was going to ask her for a favor. And it was a very big one. When I got inside, I said without preamble. You said I could trust you Christy,. She nodded, intrigued at the seriousness on my face. Then there’s something I want you to do for me. She listened as I explained my plan with rapt attention. I didn’t tell Christy why we...
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January | 2016 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary of a Fusspot (12). January 31, 2016. I was irritated as I heard the incessant knocking on my front door. It was Christy. The last person I expected or wanted to see at this time as I filled in my job applications online. I’m busy Christy, I said cutting her off. I really wasn’t in the mood. Christy- I began but she stopped me and placed a hand on my arm. Thank you Christy, I said in a voice barely above a whisper. What did she want? Just checking up on me....
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June | 2016 | therepast
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Nourishment for mind, soul and spirit. Diary Of A Fusspot 20. June 26, 2016. June 25, 2016. Edison had also filed a motion for postponement of the trial and cited the reason that an important witness was at large. We were awaiting the judge’s ruling on that. If it was granted, it would buy us more time to bring Madu home to justice. Titi, you cannot continue living in fear like this. It’s time you went on the offensive, I said taking hold of one of her hands. It was very cold and she was trembling. I pic...