Hope is Love – Chapter 1.1 Live Story in Progress
There wasn’t much to live for when the world takes everything away.
Those were her only thoughts as she huddled on the side of the clinic she’d just left.
There was nothing anyone could have done. The baby wasn’t right from the beginning and she knew that, but there had been hope.
“Are you ok?” A stranger asked walking by and pausing to stare at Jona in concern.
Jona always wondered what people saw when they asked her that question. Today maybe it was the way her chocolate smoky eyes were deep in their sockets from lack of sleep, her unusual thick lips were dry from dehydration, a paleness even to her light caramel brown skin and there was a sort of trudge to her step. Exhaustion overwhelmed her and most people would equate her look with drugs until they looked a little further. This stranger must have and seen that this wasn’t normal.
Without looking their way, Jona only nodded.
“Do you have some place to go?” The female stranger asked.
Inside she wanted to scream for the stranger to leave her the hell alone, but even her thoughts were too tired to carry this out. She nodded again, but this was a lie.
This lie was enough to make the stranger walk away. The cold wind decided to blow hard and she checked the zipper on her coat. The icy wind slipped through and chilled her down to the bone, but this was all she had. Trudging through the three inches of snow, Jona cleared her mind to the task at hand. Finding a warm place to sleep and getting her life back.
As always the church was open and welcomed Jona in as long as she got there earlier enough. The church mother remembered her, but everyone called her J. No one called her by her real name. Jona hadn’t heard the sound of her real first name since she was ten years old. Her father was the only one that called her by her first name. Everyone else just knew her by Jonah’s kid and called her Jona. She never corrected them.
Out in public, Jona wasn’t much of a talker, but she was one of those nice homeless persons that people didn’t mind helping.
As she laid down for the night, Jona really didn’t sleep. Her mind was filled with her past because she really had nothing else to hope for. The possibility of having a baby would have been so worthwhile.
Tomorrow is another day Jona, she told herself. There’s really nothing more to hope for.
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Hope Is Love – Black Family Series
By Sylvia Hubbard
Rating: Not yet rated.
Published: May 22, 2012
Words: 96214 (approximate)
When there is nothing else to hope for… HOPE IS LOVE. Book 2 of the Black Family Series
Meet Hope, but most people call her Jona. She was a person living in the world, but not living on the inside.
Bad things happen to good people and Hope was the person we lose in the system and she grows up just going from day-to-day trying to make a dollar out of the pennies she find.
But she’s smart on the street. She keeps to herself, but she’s just there. A body without a soul and she’s going nowhere.
Then meet James from LOVE LIKE THIS .
He’s one of the bad characters that once the story is over you really don’t give a fig about. Now he’s lost again and you’ll find him here in HOPE IS LOVE.
Can they find what they are looking for?
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6 thoughts on “Hope is Love – Chapter 1.1”
I read little of this story and my heart goes out to Hope/Jona. Did she miscarriage or had a abortion?
It’s the first chapter and I’m already feeling sad for Jona, I have a feeling I’ll be tearing up before the story is over, not that I’m complaining i enjoy the emotional rides you take me to good or bad, Thank you…more please.
Awww, poor poo poo, I just want to hug her.
i know. i was feeling bad for her too
That was great…looking forward to more 🙂
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