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    The Keepsake: Love at the Crossroads, #3
    The Keepsake: Love at the Crossroads, #3
    The Keepsake: Love at the Crossroads, #3
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    The Keepsake: Love at the Crossroads, #3

    By Pat Simmons

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    Christian couple Desiree and Michael Bishop's marriage is pure bliss…until Desiree walks away.

    "Desi" is devastated when she finds evidence of her husband's affair. God knew she didn't get married only to one day stand before a judge and file for a divorce. But she wants out, no matter how much her heart says forgive him.  That is easier said than done. She's hurting and she sees Michael's indiscretion as God's opt-out clause for ending their marriage.

    Michael is a repentant man who loves his wife of three years. If only he had paid attention to the red flags God flashed before him, then he wouldn't have fallen into the devil's snares.

    Once Michael repents, God forgives him instantly. Desi's forgiveness seems nowhere in sight.

    After all the tears are shed and forgiveness received, the couple learns that some marriages are worth keeping.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGenerations Quest Press
    Release dateOct 10, 2014
    ISBN9781501479601
    The Keepsake: Love at the Crossroads, #3
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    Pat Simmons

    Pat is the multi-published author of several single titles and eBook novellas, and is a two-time recipient of Emma Rodgers Award for Best Inspirational Romance. She has been a featured speaker and workshop presenter at various venues across the country. As a self-proclaimed genealogy sleuth, Pat is passionate about researching her ancestors, then casting them in starring roles in her novels. She describes the evidence of the gift of the Holy Ghost as an amazing, unforgettable, life-altering experience. God is the Author who advances the stories she writes. Currently, overseeing the media publicity for the annual RT Booklovers Conventions, Pat has a B.S. in mass communications from Emerson College in Boston, Massachusetts. Pat has converted her sofa-strapped, sports fanatic husband into an amateur travel agent, untrained bodyguard, GPS-guided chauffeur, and her administrative assistant who is constantly on probation. They have a son and a daughter. Read more about Pat and her books by visiting www.patsimmons.net, or on social media.

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    • 1/5
      If he cheated after only 3 years of marriage, imagine what will happen after 15 years and they’ve hit a hard stretch. While I understand forgiveness, I do not understand her taking him back. Desi deserved better, and for Michael, there weren’t many consequences for him while she has to live with the fact that she was never enough for him. Not my kind of book.
    • 3/5
      Its sheer Nonsense ?how God made him cheat on his wife ,had slumming with a whore..The Whore Brinda chose Married weak Men Like Micheal to Slut?⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐for Daisree the wife**"for hiring a detective within weaks of his cheating***** immediately moving out and filling for Divorce , even pawning her wedding rings ? , ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐For suing that Whore in Court for slutting with Micheal ???????? Charging her financially for her assets ⭐⭐⭐ for Zachary the first "Brother in law" who had loyalty for sister'in law .Her sisters are really good, even her mother.Her family,the Pastor even employees in his Shop,resented him for his Cheating on his wife...Desi had a back bone,she made him run for months and repent for his cheating before everyone , even after months Jenice the other employee who tried to bring her greedy paws on Michelle, Desi didn't hesitate to show her place, even she told Michelle also....so it's better than so many others ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐for Desiree Bishop for being an independent strong woman.

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    The Keepsake - Pat Simmons

    Chapter One

    You cheated on me, Desiree Desi Bishop stated in a steady voice that contradicted her mental, chaotic emotions raging within her. Locking eyes on her husband of three years, she sucked in her breath. It had nothing to do with his good looks—smooth brown skin, silky black hair, and mustache, brown eyes that always softened when he told her he loved her.  That always made her breathless—but not this time.

    Reclined in her chair with a lifted chin and an I got this attitude, Desi had never played a poker game in her life. But she prayed for this very moment, the moment of truth, that she had mastered the blank stare. She checked her watch, noting the time. It was the moment that she was calling her marriage quits.

    More than anything, she didn’t want Michael to see her sweat.  She wasn’t going to beg him to choose her over his mistress—the adulteress, the home wrecker, the—nope she was stopping there. Profanity was never in her vocabulary. Desi wasn’t about to mention marriage counseling or pull a temper tantrum. She came into her marriage with dignity and she refused to go out without it.

    At this point, Desi really wasn’t interested in hearing his side of the story, not with the evidence stacked against him. The private investigator’s report, which included pictures of the lovers’ embrace, along with Michael’s lies, had inflicted more pain on her than any incurable terminal illness. It was a no-win situation for her soon-to-be ex-husband.

    Since accepting the truth, Desi had experienced every reaction mentally possible: shock, disbelief, denial, anger, hatred, and more. But it was the shame that made her suffer in silence.  She hadn’t told a soul: coworkers, church members, her family, or her pastor.

    In the back of her mind, all she could hear was her grandmother’s words of wisdom the day before her wedding, Keep folks out of your marriage. If you and Michael have a problem, work it out between you two. Otherwise, after y’all have kissed and made up, the rest of us will still be holding a grudge and ready to put a switch to his behind...yours too, if need be. Granny Rose hadn’t batted an eye.

    Michael squirmed in his seat. His breathing was off. His gaze was veiled with compassion as he parted his full lips. Desi, let me explain... Everything faded to black.

    Gasping for air, Desi fought the covers restraining her and sprung up in bed, panting. With her heart racing, her body shivered from a cold sweat. It was the dream again.  But it was so real.

    She glanced around the dark room to get her bearing, then blinked and reached for her bedside lamp. The unfamiliar surroundings confirmed that her dream had actually been a living nightmare. Infidelity had entered her marriage. Desi thought she was all cried out, but the ache continued to seep out. Drawing her knees to her chest, she buried her face into her hands and sobbed uncontrollably.

    Jesus, why? Even the Lord seemed too far away to comfort her. Sniffing, Desi wiped her eyes and sighed. Now what? After all, weren’t Christian couples supposed to be the perfect reflection of God’s church? How could she admit that the devil had scored the victory in her marriage? She sniffed.

    For four days, she had been holed up in an extended-stay hotel, crying and trying to pray. But how could she get a prayer through when she felt betrayed not only by her husband, but God? Her life was over.

    The dream always ended the same for Michael. The shattered hurt on his wife’s face before she calmly stood and sashayed out the room without a backward glance. He called her name, asking her to wait so he could explain. Following her out the door to an already packed car, Michael pleaded with her to hear him out.  And that’s when the curtain seemed to slowly close on a stage in the dream. There had been no applause.

    You did it to yourself, man. You don’t have anyone to blame but yourself, his conscience chided him. Michael had no choice but to open his eyes and face another day without his wife.

    Scooting up in his cold empty bed, the words seemed to slap him. I know that! Michael barked, then gritted his teeth. He rubbed his head in frustration and disgust.

    If anyone had told him he would have cheated on his beautiful wife, Michael would have laughed at their off-handed remark. Too bad he wasn’t a little boy anymore. He wanted nothing more than to run to his mother so she could kiss him and make it better. But Michael Bishop was a thirty-three-year-old married man who had to take responsibility for his own actions, a man who truly loved his wife and he had hurt her. Plus, both of his parents were deceased.

    God, what do I do now? It wasn’t the first time Michael had asked for direction since he came to himself—the prodigal husband.  A few days before Desi’s confrontation, Michael had called off the month-long affair.

    If you walk in the Spirit, you will not fulfill the lusts of the flesh, God had repeatedly pointed him to Galatians 5:16 at the beginning of the temptation. Then the Lord’s voice grew silent.

    Glancing at the clock, he had two hours before he needed to get up and go to work. Michael closed his eyes, groaned, and dropped his head into his hands. His place of employment had served as the Lion’s Den where the devil had begun to strip him of all his self-worth. Michael’s chest ached. His stomach churned. He had ruined his life. Without opening his eyes, he knew tears would blur his vision.

    Jesus, I’m so sorry. I know Your Word says You can keep us from falling... Michael knew Jude 1:24 well. That was his church’s golden text for sanctified living. And Michael had failed because, at the time, he didn’t want to be kept.

    Getting up, Michael reached for his Bible. Without his wife, he defaulted to the Word. It had been his constant companion. God, I need help in fixing this. I need You and Desi to forgive me. I love her.

    You didn’t hide My Word in your heart, so you wouldn’t sin against Me, the Lord whispered Psalm 119.

    Michael pushed his Bible away. The guilt was not only beginning to erode his flesh like acid, but it was also draining his spirit. He couldn’t read right now. He was too ashamed to see his sins splattered on the pages.

    He checked his cell phone again. No missed calls or texts from Desi. She had even turned off her GPS tracking, so her whereabouts were unknown. Had she even listened to his voice messages? Desi, I’m sorry. It should have never happened, but I had already broken it off...; Baby, I will accept whatever punishment you inflict, but don’t leave me...; It was never about love, but lust... Or his texts:

    Sorry can’t begin to explain...; Are you all right?; Five minutes, Desi. Can I have five minutes of your time?

    He wondered if Desi told their pastor or her family—no, they would have broken down the front door by now. As the baby girl, her sisters were very protective of Desi, as they should be.

    Whether Michael wanted to or not, life did go on and he had to show up at the retail phone store he managed that had become the House of Horrors. Going through the motions, Michael showered, shaved and dressed.

    His stomach growled, although he had no appetite. What was the sense in taking care of his body when it didn’t matter anymore? He no longer had his wife to appreciate it. Gritting his teeth in frustration, Michael had to make it right, even if that meant getting his older brother in his business.

    Hey, bro. I need a favor. Michael tried to sound low key instead of desperate when Zachary answered.

    Already... on a Monday morning? What’s up?

    Michael swallowed and rubbed the waves in his hair. Will you call Desi at work for me?

    The silence on the other end of the phone was deafening as Michael waited for his brother’s inquisition.

    And why can’t you call your own wife?

    Ah, it’s complicated.

    Well, you’ve got less than a minute to un-complicate it if you need to involve me, Zachary stated.

    Desi walked out on me last week.

    Last week! And I’m just now finding out about it? What did you do, bro?

    It was no secret that the Bishop brothers and Desi’s family were close. Without any sisters, Zachary was as protective of Desi as her two older sisters. They were one big happy family until... I can’t talk about it now.

    Then I guess we’ll have a lunch date, won’t we? Zachary’s tone was anything but a request.

    Lunch date. That had been his turning point from a faithful husband to a cheating scoundrel. This is my first day back at work and I’ll have a lot of catching up to do. Why don’t you call Desi’s job for me and depending on the outcome of that conversation with her, maybe you can stop by later.

    Zachary grunted. Yeah. I’ll do that, and don’t even think about working overtime. Click.

    When Michael walked into the store he managed, his employees greeted him with fake smiles. He didn’t blame them. At one time, he had their highest respect as a Christian boss, man, and husband. That was before they witnessed him succumb to lust and cheating on his wife.

    Mr. Bishop, you have three messages. I left them on your desk, Malinda Gray stated sharply.

    Michael didn’t call her on the attitude. She happened to like his wife. He nodded and headed to his office. He wasn’t surprised to see that Brenda Johnson’s name was among the callers. Although he had broken it off with her, she refused to accept that it was over.

    Before he started on his paperwork and time sheets, he called Malinda into his office. Will you do me a favor? If Miss Johnson comes into the store and asks for me, please tell her I’m unavailable and let another sales rep help her.  His life seemed to be reduced to favors.

    ’ Bout time, she mumbled loud enough for him to hear as she left his domain.

    Taking a deep breath, Michael rubbed his face. That was another thing he had to fix. In the domino effect of his sin, he needed to apologize to his staff for disrespecting them. David, how? he whispered, referring to King David from the Bible. How did you repent after your fall? How did you get back in God’s good graces? How?

    Have you not read to everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven, God whispered Ecclesiastes three.

    God, how long will my season of being lost in a storm last? Jesus, how can my sin glorify You? 

    Come unto me those who are heavy laden and you will find rest, God whispered.

    His smartphone rang. His brother’s name flashed on the screen. Did you talk to her? he answered, bypassing the usual cordial greeting.

    No...it appears Mrs. Bishop is on vacation. Mickey, Zachary reverted back to his childhood name whenever he wanted to show his authority as the older one, I don’t know what went down between you two, but either you better get your lies straight or come clean. See you later.

    At least his brother didn’t hang up on him this time. Taking a deep breath, Michael began to verify a couple of conference and Skype calls and focus on the backlog of emails. Michael’s long day went without incident. Instead of his wife waiting at home for him, he would have to deal with Zachary.

    Chapter Two

    After her third crying bout of the day, Desi resolved that she had to do something. Surfing

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