NA Urban Christian Fiction
Date Published: Release day Nov. 5th 2020
Publisher: Jess, Mo’ Books LLC
"Dear Diary, On September 3, 1982, two things happened that I'll never forget: I acquired an older sister, and I fell in real love. But tell me, what does an eight-year-old know about love?"
For nearly a decade, Hosea Felix and Gomer Williams were inseparable. She loved him from the moment she laid eyes on him. Their friendship was iron-clad until temptation rocked Gomer to her core. Somewhere along the way, she fell for another guy and traded young love for instant pleasure. Not only is Jeri Cole fine—he is a bonafide gangsta, unattainable, and off-limits. Jeri was all Gomer could think about, and the only thing she thought she wanted. Despite her big sister already laying claim to him, not much could stop Gomer from clawing at the possibility of love and diva status. Getting with Jeri felt right...but at what cost?
Gomer never backed down. She is the original bad girl—ratchet, bougie, and insatiable. Feel like you wanna dislike her? Well, get in line.
They Call me Gomer… JC Miller's sophomore spin-off novel enthralls readers with a deeply woven, emotionally heart-tugging take on the Book of Hosea. By examining rape culture, drug addiction, family secrets, and the vulnerabilities of young Black girls in pursuit of fortune and fame, this contemporary tale gives those in search of a good dra-mance all the feelings!
She will chase after her lovers but not catch them; she will look for them but not find them. Then she will say, "I will go back to my husband as at first, for then I was better off than now. Hosea 2:7
Excerpt
Dear Diary:
June 4, 1992
There is no one like Hosea. Where I fall short, he fills in my spaces. Besides Daddy, he’s my first love and best friend. He genuinely wants to be with my crazy behind self, and I promise you―there was no bullying, bribery, or blackmail involved on my part. Hosea came along willingly and by his own contentment. I can’t keep a friend to save my life, but Hosea Felix has stuck like glue. He doesn’t care that I’m ratchet, common, and unworthy; being Christ-like, he covers me. We’ve loved each other from day one...but sometimes I wonder, what’s love got to do with it...you know? I put Hosea through hell, and as a dog returns to its own puke, he keeps coming back. A tragic romance. I don’t deserve him...and I often wonder, how did I make a friend like Zee? Lucky, I guess.
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