This story is true. The names, nationalities and races have been changed to protect me.
I was tending bar and Samantha walked in. She was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. We looked at each other and there was an attraction that neither of us could understand. As we talked we found out that we had both just lost our fathers. Her father was born the same date and time that I was.
Her father was a drug dealer and she was involved in the business with him. Before he passed away he sent her up to the area . Mr. Big bought his drugs from her father. He was taking care of here welfare and rented a room for her and the kids. He was busted after her father died and she was out of a place to stay.
I lived in a motel next door. For some reason I felt that she could be trusted. She had 2 beautiful children. I gave her the key to the motel room and told her she could stay with me until she could get a place.
At first we were torn between the father and daughter love and the lover love. She told me that if I was 10 years younger and black she would marry me in a minute. I told her I do not want to be 10 years younger and as for the black part turn off the lights and piss me off and she will think I am black. When I get angry the street talk comes out.
She became my daughter. She called me daddy and the kids called me granddaddy. I only had one bed so she and I slept on the top 2/3 and the kids on the bottom 1/3. She stayed a couple of weeks and got a room of her own.
Later I moved downtown. Soon she and the kids moved in with me. The man in the apartment next door fell in love with her. They were thinking about getting married so she decided to divorce her husband out of state.
She wanted out but the leaders wanted her to take over for her father. She told me after the divorce was filed she was going to try to deal with the leaders. She was going to set up their computer system so that it would streamline their operation in exchange for her freedom.
The time came and went for her return and the boy friend told me he was worried. He did not know about her past and only knew that she was going to settle the divorce. He called the ex-husband and he said she left two weeks ago. He called the sister-in-law and she too said she left two weeks ago.
I told him the rest of the story. He said he knew people who could find out about her. I told him to be careful and not put her in danger.
The other tenants asked me about her and I said I did not know. They all said if she could she would contact me. She couldn't because the leaders knew about me and I was being watched.
The boyfriend found out that they were not going to let her out. Two guys helped her escape with her kids. She and the kids got away and the two that helped paid with their lives.
That was 5 years ago. To this day I do not
know if she is alive or dead. I know I will never see her or the kids
again and I miss them. The boyfriend for along time could not work. I
have never seen anyone so hurt. I have seen him a couple of time this
year. You can still see that he has not fully recovered. He is
preaching but he has not found someone else and may never again.
© Copyright 2001 Lee W. Gaylord