Page 48 of Risk
Dear me,
A few months back, I never dreamed this would be my life. I have my son living in the same home as me and his father and I are still in love. It’s as if time has never passed. Risk is still as passionate and devoted as he ever was. He makes love to me every evening after we tuck our boy into bed and each morning he refuses to leave without giving me a kiss goodbye. Neither ofus leave without letting the other know we’re off. To some this wouldn’t seem like a beautiful life, but to me, it’s a dream come true. I no longer have to showcase my body to make a living, my boy isn’t only a weekend adventure, and I can say the word ‘no’ without worrying that I’ll have my rights stripped away from me.
Oh! I have news! Risk and I are renewing our vows. He actually got down on his knee and asked me for a second time to marry him. A recommitment, a new beginning, and a fresh start. How romantic is that?
Phoenix doesn’t understand what it means, but he knows that he’ll never be without me or his dad again, and at the end of the day, that’s all he cares about. Mom has officially moved into the clubhouse, after her house was shot up, she has an innate fear of being alone. Not that any of us can blame her, but Risk pressed that things around here aren’t going to be a smooth ride because of Marshall and the men he was associated with. Like me, Mom blames herself, but she hasn’t found the outlet like I have to let it go. But Risk and me, we’re working on her and day by day, she’s getting better about placing the blame where it belongs.
Risk is due back any minute now according to his latest text so this entry won’t be a long one, but I wanted to catch you up on my life. Things are good for me. I’m feeling lighter than a feather and can’t wait to tell you about what happens next.
For now, this is me signing off.
“Mommy! Daddy’s home!” Phoenix hollers as his tiny feet toddle across the hardwood floor.
“Go get him, Phoenix!” I giggle because this happens every time he hears his dad’s motorcycle rev as he pulls into the front of our house. Risk enjoys his welcome home, there’s nothing better than your son running out to you, leaping into your arms, and peppering your face with kisses.
This is my new life, and my best adventure yet. Only time will tell if we’ll be released from the claws of the Trifecta, but my hope is that they get taken out and we can live free and easy.
Trust and love used to be my biggest fear, but now, it’s what my world pivots on. I pray that the rest of the men and women who’ve suffered at our enemies’ hands find what I have. I guess we’ll just have to stay in the loop and watch over them until they’re strong enough to find their own salvation.
THE END