Darlene and Roy are desperate. They hired a driver, paying in advance. He got busted and left them, only two drivers, stranded with two trucks and one SUV full of all their worldly goods. California to Florida, thirty two hundred miles. All the other church volunteers left hours ago. Charles offers to drive the second truck. Brother in need. Church work. They make a vacation of it, splitting the drive up over three weeks.
It’s awkward sharing a hotel room of two queen size beds with a married couple. Problem solved. Roy will be thinking with his head. His little head will be caged for the trip. The key hangs around Darlene’s neck. She’ll let him out when they get there. For three weeks, Roy will have one queen size bed all for himself. Darlene and Charles will have to share. Roy won’t be getting any, but Darlene will. Every night she’ll expect a lot of ‘church work’ from Charles.
She gives Charles a sweet smile. “We talked it over. We grew up with you. Every time we got in trouble as kids, you got in trouble with us. We’re going to miss you horribly. We want a souvenir of our trip together. Not some stupid trinket or figurine. We want something practical we can enjoy for years, that will always remind us of you.”
Charles looks confused. “What kind of souvenir do you crazy love birds have in mind?”
Darlene clears her throat. “Pay attention. You’ll only get one clue.” She pulls out a round pill dispenser, cracks it open and spills all the pills into the toilet, flushing them down with finality.
Roy claps him on the back. “We’ll adopt her baby from you. You’ll owe no child support. We love you. You’re family. We want our first to be yours.”
Perhaps the most loving wife-sharing story I've ever read.
Instead of self loathing or inadequacy, the motivating force in this wife-sharing is pure, selfless, perfect love. This sweet treasure of a book could convince the most hardened BTB fan to embrace the brotherly love of multi-male polyamory. In true Mandella fashion, Jessica dishes out plenty of surprises and twists along the way. You can expect your mind to be blown wide open. This book stands on its own. Even so, in philosophical introspection and emotional honesty, this book might be seen to pick up where Heaven's Brides leaves off. She makes really good points I'd never have imagined. Her idea of romance, heaven and even God is so loving, it's at least a beautiful fantasy, and more likely a precious, endearing and much more accurate portrait of our cherished place in the cosmos than any dominational religious group has ever dared to teach. For somebody who never preaches, if she ran a fellowship I'd join it in a hot wet second.
A fantastic read that will challenge your precepts and perceptions...like riding a rollercoaster...the ups and downs and turns are thrilling and deeply provocative.