Friday, December 25, 2015

Mercy's Angels: Jenni's Story

Jenni’s Story
a Mercy's Angels story


Barbi Barnard

Jenni has opinions of what a biker club is like. They are not the kind of people she wants to be around. With her brother moving the club back into the Play Pen, she needs to come to terms with her fears. She has fears for Tiff being involved and she has fears for Momma dealing with a club that abused her.


Wayne is smiling when I join him. He sets the plates out and serves our dinner. He looks me in the eyes and I know he has a plan. “I want to take a road trip.” His tone of voice tells me I am not being asked. I was just informed we are going somewhere.        

“Okay, how long and what needs to be packed?” I will follow this man anywhere.

“I think we can leave on Monday. You will need your riding clothes and comfortable clothes. We will take the truck and pull the trailer.”

Wayne’s voice is calm and happy, so I know he has plans forming in his head. He will share with me when it is all worked out.

“I need to deliver some bikes and I need to meet a couple people to see about taking on their orders for new bikes. I think if we take the summer and get away from here I can show you a few things you haven’t seen before. We could be gone for a while, so pack enough for a week to ten days and we can do laundry on the way. I think you need to see a few things to put your fears in a better place and let go of things. I will have everything taken care of and be able to settle the shop this week.”

I see that gleam in his eyes. He will make sure I enjoy this. I smile as I know I can trust him.

We finish dinner and clean up quickly. As it is still early, he leads me to the cabinet to choose a movie and we pile up in bed. With the movie playing and my man holding me, my world feels safe and secure. My fears don’t bother me here. Sleep claims me quickly and no dreams disturb my rest.

I wake up to an empty house and bed. My brain rushes to last night. I feel awful for what I said to Momma. Has she put her past behind her? How do you go forward from it? The strength in me isn’t as strong as it is in Momma. I didn’t go through what she did. I have seen it, but never lived it. Am I just dragging the baggage around because I can?

Stumbling to the kitchen, I pour my coffee and make mental notes for a road trip. What clothes do I want to take with me? I will need to clean the house well and to clean mine and Wayne’s leathers. Bathroom bags need to be filled and everything in between. The trailer needs to be stocked and refreshed from the last time Wayne delivered a bike. I recall that Wayne said clothes for ten days, but I also remember him saying we could wash as needed. This might take us through most of the summer and maybe into fall.

As happy as I am to get away from here, I also worry what Wayne has cooked up to help me. I know he would never put me in danger or ask me to do something I couldn’t. The excitement of the adventure is about even with the angst of not knowing.

 About the Author

Barbi Barnard is a native of North Louisiana. Married with grown children. And a growing amount of Grandchildren (eleven at last count). Barbi went to college after the youngest started school and has a degree in Office Management and Accounting. Barbi loves to spend time with her family. With such a large family a revolving door would help as there are always people coming and going in the Barnard house. The need to read books was instilled at a young age as it was the preferred pastime of the adults that influenced her life

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 Other Books from Barbi Barnard

Mercy’s Angels

Tiffi’s Story

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