This book follows the life of a prostitute searching for true love in the hearts of the men she sleeps with every night. To her surprise, she discovers her love for her best friend Alisha is uncontrollable and falls passionately in love with her. She thinks she has found the true love in her life she has always been looking for in a man; however, she finds it in a woman. Love is blind, and she is wooed away by her best friend and Lovher Alisha until she find faults in her love relationship and discovers through her trials and triumphs that whether she is looking for love in a man or woman, the true love of her life is found…………………………..
The novel would be closely related to novels written by Miasha, Zane, Nikki Turner, Wahida Clark, and Teri Woods to name a few.
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Hey, Beverly. How you be, babe? Thanks for thinkin' bout me! Got a joke for ya!
The sick, black husband lies on his death bed when he suddenly smells...chitterlings! He dearly loves chitterlings more than anything else in the world. The special way his wife cooks them is known throughout the state of Louisiana as "Chitterlings La Blackco".
Knowing he only has a couple more hours to live only makes him crave the tender chitterlings more! With every last bit of energy left in his mind and body, the terminally ill husband pulls himself out of bed, across the floor, down the hall and into the kitchen. Here, his wife is removing the fresh batch of chitterlings from the stove top.
As he reaches for one of precious chitterlings, his apron-wearing wife smacks him in the back of his head with a wooden spoon.
"No-o-o! Leave them alone, Willie!" she yells. "They're for your funeral!"