#MAMMW Final Leaked Passage

There is only one week until Me & My Man’s Wife finally hits the stands. I wish I could say I’m excited but I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to really let it sink in. There have been moments that I felt some joy over what’s happening, but I don’t think I will really get to bask in it until after the release. With that said, I hope someone out there is excited for me and is enjoying these little snippets. Today I am going to leak a little more to hopefully really peak your interest, if I haven’t done so already. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you taking this journey with me! Thank you! See you next week.

Final Leaked Passage #MAMMW

I wasn’t ten feet away from the building when I ran right into Terren. We both froze when we saw each other. I decided to keep walking to avoid confrontation. “Casey,” Terren called out behind me. I stopped, took a deep breath, and turned around to face her. “Listen, I really don’t want any problems, Terren.”

“I don’t want any problems either. I just want my husband back.”

“Oh my God!” I said throwing my arms in the air in surrender. “How many times are we going to do this song and dance?” I shouted.

“I’m tired Casey! My kids are tired! Do you have any idea what this has done to our family?”

“Terren, why do you think I have so much power over August? I’m not holding him hostage.”

“Casey, you are the woman in the relationship, you have all the power. He can only do what you allow him to do.”

“Terren, I don’t have the power. I am powerless when it comes to August. Please tell me how to stay away from him, please.”

“Just tell him to go home,” she said casually.

“If it were that simple, girl, then he would’ve been back a long time ago.” I laughed.

“No, you have to say it and mean it.”

“Say it and mean it. I got it,” I said sarcastically. “Let me go do that right now.”

“Casey, this is not a joke. My children need their father to come home, I’m begging you, because I’m desperate now, I’ve run out of ideas on how to keep him, and frankly, I’m beginning to think I’m going crazy. I’m losing it Casey, please help me, please.”

I shook my head. “Fine, Terren. I don’t know how, but I’ll take care of it.”

“Casey, I understand the hold he has on you. He has it on my too, but we have to help each other. If we both stand together on the same team, we can get him to do the right thing. Can we be a team now instead of fighting each other?”

I was completely caught off guard and all out of clever remarks so I agreed, “Sure Terren, we can be a team.”

She looked defeated. “Thank you,” she said then continued towards her car. When she got in, I noticed her kids were inside. As she drove off, her son turned around and looked out the window at me. The sadness on his face destroyed me. I knew that Terren’s plea was out of pure desperation. She didn’t want to beg me to leave her husband alone, she didn’t even want to ask me to help her, but she had to, for her children.

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Me & My Man’s Wife: A Testimony of Deliverance

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I have a testimony. In 2009 I started writing a book. It started as a joke. My aunt and I were talking about relationships we’d been in, in our lives and I started to tell her about one of mine that almost killed me. We’d gotten pretty emotional during our talk, but by the end we’d found a way to laugh at ourselves. In our laughter I said to her, “I should write a book about it.” She said, “Girl, please write that book because I want to read it.”┬áLater that night, I went in my room, logged on to my computer, and started typing.

Seven years later, that book is coming out. It took seven years because God had to do so much work on me first. I had to relive a lot of horrible memories and I had to truly be delivered from all of that pain before I subjected myself to the world. Not only had I had to forgive myself and all the parties involved I had to find God in the story. I had to really see His work through my suffering – and I finally did. After three re-writes, three drafts, three editors and a final review, God finally got the glory out of my story.

Now, of course, I had to also fictionalize the story. Although I must admit the first draft was raw and almost identical to the real life version, but after a lot of work it is finally a work of fiction, however, it is based off of real life heartache and struggle that many people face everyday. I pray that someone who reads it will find their own deliverance. That’s my prayer, that someone can be saved and heal from my testimony, my story. I know that it is possible, I’ve lived it. Now all I can do is give God the glory and thank Him for rescuing me out of my darkest moments.