: Beverly Ligon
: The Good Neighbor Who Can We Trust?
: BookBaby
: 9781098372323
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: CHF 10.70
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: Dramatik
: English
: 100
: kein Kopierschutz
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'The Good Neighbor' tells the story of a black couple with three sons. When the wife, Nyla, gets assaulted twice, she confides in her only sister because she is afraid to tell anyone else. Even when someone confesses to the assault, she still asks that her sister keeps it a secret. Unable to stay quiet, her sister is determined to help Nyla find peace. As the complexities of the situation unfold, they both realize that no one is who they were believed to be.

FALLING IN LOVE

As everyone is eating, CJ asks, “Mom, are you still going to start your college classes this summer?”

“Yeah, I think it’s about time I do.” She replied while avoiding eye contact with Chance, her husband.

Chance took another bite of his breakfast and said he was done, although he really wasn’t finished eating. He quickly lost his appetite since he hated the idea of Nyla going back to college. He wanted her to stay home and take care of the house, kids, and himself.

Chance said his goodbyes to the boys, kissed Nyla and whispered in her ear as he hugged her, “We need to talk.”

Nyla didn’t answer, but smiled so everything appeared to be okay.

After Chance had left and the boys finished their breakfast, Nyla took them to summer camp. On the way, she remembered when her and Chance first met. It was twelve years earlier when she and her family moved to a city where they’d lived before. Since she already had friends there, she spent most of her free time walking around the block with one of her sisters named Debra and best friend, Tangee.

Back then, walking around the block was fun, and almost every female in the hood did it, especially on weekends. The females would put on their little outfits and make sure their hair was styled nicely, just to go outside and walk around. The guys looked forward to the weekend too because most of them were fishing for females to hook up with. Their attention getter was the music that they played, which could be heard booming long before their actual vehicle arrived on the scene. It was nice, almost like a block party and just like most block parties, a fight almost always broke out because some girl found out that she and another girl or two were sharing the same guy. Most times, their guy would be there when the fight started, but by the end of it