Gentell’S Eyes

By Delsea Flowers

Gentell is a recovering alcoholic ghost writer trying to find work. Unfortunately, she is stuck with writers block. Gentell decides to take a trip to help clear her mind. While on her way on her journey, she is nearly involved in a tragic car accident. In that sudden moment, Gentells whole life flashes before her eyes. Gentells near-death experience gives her the vision to write a book based on a dramatic life seen through Gentells eyes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 5, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499069372

Delsea Flowers

Delsea Flowers is the writer, executive producer, and second director of the inspirational movie, Book of Songs. Book of Songs was distributed by Maverick Entertainment Group and released in January of 2010. Delsea started writing songs at the age of fourteen as a hobby and continued into her adult age. Delsea was struck with a tragedy in 1998, losing her five-month-old daughter from a congenital heart disease. Delsea was told she could not return back to work as a correctional officer until she was able to talk about her loss without crying. She began to talk until she felt people were tired of hearing about her loss. She began to write about it until it almost became a book. That is when she began to let go of her loss and directed her writing toward plays and screen plays. Years later, Delsea was diagnosed with breast cancer and felt the effects of another frightening battle that she, again, must conquer. After looking death in the face, she decided to do something big. She teamed up with Dr. Noel Howell and Courtney Boyd and invested what little money she had in the movie Book of Songs. Many believed that this was a mission that could not be accomplished, but her faith and belief in looking beyond what lies in sight motivated Delsea to launch out and complete this movie. Delsea is an individual that believes one can accomplish the impossible. No task is too hard or too unattainable if one continues to focus on the individual that transforms the unseen into realities. Delsea believes that her calling lies within the film industry of writing, producing, and directing movies that inspire others to be all that they are chosen to be. Delsea is a motivational individual that believes everyone deserves the opportunity to release their voice and skills in a positive manner. She believes that everyone deserves a chance. Delsea is a loving wife, mother, grandmother, and friend. Delsea is a humble individual that meets no strangers but only persons that are on a directed path of their choice. Through, in, and by her writings, she prays that some of these paths can be interchanged to revolve prominent beings within society. In November 2013, Delsea wrote a book titled Stop Mourning, Start Growing. It was published by Xlibris. This book is Delsea Flowers’s written story on what got her started writing. Delsea second book is a screenplay she has written and turned into a book titled Gentell’s Eyes.

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GENTELL’S EYES

Delsea Flowers

Copyright © 2014 by Delsea Flowers.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2014915802

ISBN:   Hardcover   978-1-4990-6938-9

   Softcover   978-1-4990-6939-6

   eBook   978-1-4990-6937-2

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted

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without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the

product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance

to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 09/19/2014

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CONTENTS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

About the Author

Dedicated

To my loving family and friends

Special dedication

To Bridgette Nickerson

RIP, my old friend

Special thanks

To Isaiah Flowers

Tragedies grow like vines, through our veins and in our minds. When we think we can’t unwind, we drink away our sober minds. Run and run until we’re numb, and sleep away one sour day. When we awake this brand-new day, it still feels like that that same old day. Repeat again and drink again until it becomes a sickness we win. Some in denial, some don’t care. They try to consume it, yet it consumes them with their morality. They drive while living in their false reality, reckless in thought. Crippling, manipulating, and then ripping away some family lives. Whether young or old, it’s patient and sinister. Feeding flames and breeding anger. Stories untold, we will never know what their lives unfold.

CHAPTER ONE

Driving on a long road, tree after tree feels like it will never end. Gentell is praying that her old reliable car gets her to her destination without breaking down. She’s hoping to clear her mind so she can get over her writer’s block. Listening to her radio playing one of her old favorite songs she likes, she begins to sing along with the radio as loud as she could to help her stay awake on her long drive. She has all the windows in the car down, and the cold winter air is blowing in her face. She pulls her wool hat down lower on her forehead to help protect it from the cold. Her wool scarf is wrapped tightly around her neck. She is wearing her leather gloves and her heavy wool coat to help keep her warm. She feels so stuffed in she could hardly move. She’s been driving for nine hours and fighting with every moment to keep her eyes open. She looks down for a quick second to turn the volume of the music up. When the weight of her left hand accidentally turns the wheel of the car, it steers right into the incoming traffic. She quickly grabs the wheel with her right hand and turns it back to her lane, but she turns the wheel too hard. She loses control, and the car spins in a complete circle, throwing the car off the road. Gentell quickly turns the car off and throws her head in her hands.

A couple in another car that is driving in the back of her pulls their car over and runs over to assist her. The man and lady yell, Are you okay?

Gentell frantically yells, Yes, yes! I’m fine, I think.

The lady yells, I’m calling 911!

Gentell yells, No, don’t! Really, I’m fine! Once she regains her composure, she notices that the car is on the right shoulder in the breakdown lane. She throws her hand up in the air, thanking God for landing her safely. She turns the car back on, begins rolling her window up, ignoring the couple outside by her car. She puts the car in drive and begins to drive back on the road while rolling her window down slightly, thanking the couple while she slowly continues driving away. Hearing the lady yell Are you sure you’re okay driving? Gentell yells back, Yes, I’m okay. Thank you.

Gentell finally pulls up to her destination, still a little shaken up. She checks into her resort, heads to her room. Once in the room, she drops her bags at the door as it closes. Then she takes off her hat, scarf, and coat, and immediately she goes into the bathroom and runs a hot bubble bath. Then she proceeds to unpack her suitcase while her bathwater runs. She takes off her clothes, dropping them on the floor. Then she pours a glass of sparkling water and walks to the bathroom. Gentell slowly gets into the hot bubble bath while the water is still running, along with a tall glass of sparkling water. She turns off the bathwater, places her glass of sparkling water on edge of the tub, lays her head back, and relaxes in the bubbles, trying to calm down her nerves from that near-fatal accident that could have ended her life. She continues to repeat that moment over and over in her mind. The more she thinks about it, the harder her heart beats.

Her cell phone rings. Gentell jumps, and the splashing water spills over the tub. She quickly gets out, grabbing her towel, and wraps it around her dark-brown skin. After drying herself off, Gentell puts on her light-blue furry robe and combs her neatly curled short hair back into place. Then she picks up the phone and sees that her publisher called.

She calls him back. Hello, Jesse. No, I haven’t started yet. I don’t know what to write. Jesse, do you know I almost killed myself today driving up here? No, I’m fine, but I did see by life flash before my eyes. Yes— She stops talking and drops the phone.

She slowly walks toward the terrace, looking through the glass doors. She opens the door, looking up at the sky in shock. The clouds look as if they’re opening. She says to herself, Oh my god! Heavenly doors. I know exactly what I’m going to write.

She turns and remembers Jesse is still on the phone. She runs back and picks up the phone. Hello, Jesse? Yes, I’m here. I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to leave you hanging on the phone. Jesse, listen to me. I know what I’m going to write about. I will call you back in a week. She hangs up and turns off her phone.

She sets up her laptop on the desk, sitting toward the window. She begins to type as she starts remembering one day when she was young.

CHAPTER TWO

Gentell is at the age of thirteen, with three braids in her hair one in front, two in the back of her head wide brown eyes, and dark-brown skin complexion. She’s walking with two of her friends on their way home from school, with their book bags on their backs.

Judie has cute little ponytails all over her head. Innocent and scary, she follows everything their friend Nadine does. Nadine is the troublemaker, with her corn braids tied up in a ponytail and her mean attitude.

Judie, chewing on gum, turns and asks Gentell, So are you going to join the cheerleader team? She blows a bubble at the end of her sentence and pops it back in her mouth.

"No, my daddy