CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED and NINETY-NINE
“No, I mean really know that I love you,” he said. “That’s what this is. I got your favorite comfort food from CoraFaye’s.”
“Chicken and chocolate cake?” Tanesha asked.
“Blane made the cake for me,” he said.
She smiled at him.
“And a little dancing, a little bathing, a little love making,” Jeraine put his hands on either side of face. “For one moment, I want you to know that you are my whole world.”
Tears began to stream down her face and he kissed her.
“Oh, I forgot.” He pulled back and began digging in his pockets. He tipped his head to the left to think for a minute and then nodded. He pulled a velvet pouch out of his pocket. “You know how your girl Jill’s been helping me with my bling.”
“She said you have a lot of stuff, more jewels than any woman she knows,” Tanesha smiled.
“Right,” Jeraine said. “And good that I do. She’s going to help me auction it off on one of those sites and… anyway, that’s not the point. I had everything out and in the way back of my case I found this.”
He held up the velvet pouch out to Tanesha. She gave him a puzzled look.
“Oh right,” he took a ring out of the pouch. “After I left here, just two days, I got on a bus to go on tour with… Oh it doesn’t matter. I’m blowing this.”
Frustrated, he blew out a breath.
“You were on a bus on tour with some big star singing back up,” Tanesha said. “Your mom said you had to learn the ropes.”
“Right,” he said. “I had some money in my pocket for the first time and, like I said, just two days after I left here, we stopped at this… I don’t know what it was, estate sale, junk sale, in Arkansas. The lady running the show liked to shop at these side things, especially in places where white people didn’t expect us. Throw them off guard or whatever.
“I got you this,” Jeraine held out a ring. “It’s a yellow diamond from Arkansas. I thought it would look really pretty on your dark skin.”
Looking at his expectant, happy face, Tanesha took the ring from him. She gave him a last glance then looked at the ring. It was old with gorgeous hand detailed flowers along the side. The gem was about a half inch long in a radiant cut.
“The lady said her great-great grandmother wore it and that her great-great grandfather found the diamond in Arkansas. No slaves,” Jeraine said. “Jill said it was Victorian filigree and big – at least three carats or more. It was expensive. All the bonus money; every penny I had at the time. Everyone thought I was an idiot for getting it but I thought it would be so pretty on your hand and…”
Tanesha slipped the ring next to hear plain gold wedding band.
“It fits! Look, it’s so pretty!” He kissed her. “Jill said she thought it might. Do you like it?”
“It’s… all this… Oh Jer…”
“Don’t cry!” he smiled. “Let’s dance.”
She threw her arms around him and he held her close. Listening to the music, they began to sway.
Denver Cereal continues on Monday…