Donavon was on his death bed. His wife Leila
was maintaining bedside. She held his
fragile hand, tears ran down her face.
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Her praying roused him from his slumber. He
looked up and his pale, cracked lips began to
move slightly. "Meh dahlin' Leila," he whispered.

"Hush meh love.", she said. "Rest. Shhhhhh...
nuh talk. "
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He was insistent. "Leila.", he said in his
tired voice, "Me have somet'ing me hafi
confess to yuh." "Yuh have nuttin to confess.", replied the weeping Leila.
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"Everyt'ing alright, go to sleep meh love." "No.
No, me hafi die in peace meh love. Me sleep wid yuh
sista, yuh best frien' an' yuh mudda."

"Me know...", answered Leila, "Dat ah why me poison yuh rass."

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“A woman should hide her heart so deep in Christ that a man would need to seek God first to find her" -Maya Angelou

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