The moment Marley Mason moved to the United States of America he stopped speaking. Dislocated from his mother, friends, and culture, Marley found it impossible to voice his thoughts to anyone but his father. Thereafter, he gave up on himself and his...
When I met her and she smiled It was the hardest thing I've tried to hide. She was an angel in disguise but, Either way she stole my eyes.
A medusa and Athena I both feared her And I needed her.
But none of that's true anymore. I realized hearts don't break if you're 10 feet off the floor.
There's no use going back now. No point staring into clouds. Mom, don't worry about me. I'll be fine, I'll try to breathe.
All this time I showed my teeth but never smiled. Here's to no more faking peace. Here's to landing eventually.
Author's Note
The end. I just want to thank everyone who really took this story and loved it as much as I do. I want to thank you for all your comments which motivated me more than you can imagine. Your support continues to surprise me and I'm grateful you allow my words to touch you. I hope this book meant something to you and that themes of love, Jamaican culture, hope and family have been expanded for you.
In honour of thanks, the last dedication of this story goes to bluuroses for the love she's shown me on this book. Thank you. And thank all of you for reading.
Here's to more books and more love. Stay safe.
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