Chapter 87

The darkness bled into the light as my eyes scanned the empty, bright space that changed before my eyes. Call me Dorothy, because I definitely wasn’t in Kansas anymore.

Was I dead? “No offense, but this is not what I was expecting heaven to look like,” I mumbled to myself because surely it wasn’t hell. There was no way, right?

“You get your sense of humor from your father,” Someone laughed and I spun around. Not one, but three people stood before me, a man and two women.

My feet moved on their own as I took a step towards them almost subconsciously. The man was young and handsome. The women were beautiful, one a bit older, but both with brown skin, long, thick hair, and gorgeous eyes. But I wasn’t surprised at their beauty. I’d seen them before… at least in pictures.

“Antoinette and Angelique.” I whispered more to myself looking at them both respectively. The younger woman smiled widely, embracing me with her grace. My mother. Wow. She was so pretty.

She opened her arms