Excuse My French

By Dr. Carolyn Ferrante Crymes DBA MBA

Very strict church-going parents try to raise their children with a firm hand and a religious education in a private school, but they find that the surrounding world is so full of challenges that it will almost make a preacher cuss.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 14, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524515058

Dr. Carolyn Ferrante Crymes DBA MBA

Carolyn Ferrante-Crymes is not just an author and a screenwriter; she is a wife and a mother of three children. While raising her children, trying to be a good role model for them, she has studied acting at Hartnell College in Monterey County, California. She also studied acting and improvisation along with her daughter at both the COCA Center for the Performing Arts and the Black Rep Theater in St. Louis, Missouri. She hosted a TV talk show called Stir Up the Gifts, Focus On You on a local St. Louis cable channel, where she interviewed new artists and local business owners and community service organizations. Carolyn performed in a play in a café in Buckhead, Atlanta, called Cecelia over the Half Moon as the Fat Lady that sings opera (layered in overstuffed clothing). She was also honored with a Blue Ribbon, which is the highest award possible for performing a monologue at a speech meet when she was on the speech team in junior high school. She has written six books for the purpose of movie scripts and is working hard to get those in theaters soon. She is a former student of Flo Valley Community College in St. Louis, majoring in filmmaking and acting. She has been acting, producing, and editing commercials, videos, and movie shorts at school, and she plans to submit some of her creations to film festivals in the Hollywood area and around the world. Carolyn has an MBA (master’s degree in business administration) and a DBA (doctorate degree in business administration). Although her DJ personality name was Dr. C at KCFV Radio (89.5 The Wave) in Ferguson, Missouri, she doesn’t care about a position where she’s called Dr. Ferrante-Crymes, she just wants to inspire and/or make an audience smile via her writings.

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Excuse my French

By

AMI

aka

Dr. Carolyn Ferrante Crymes, DBA, MBA

Ghost Writer

Copyright © 2016 by Dr. Carolyn Ferrante Crymes, DBA, MBA.

ISBN:      Softcover      978-1-5245-1506-5

                eBook           978-1-5245-1505-8

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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: 07/07/2016

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Contents

Dedication

One Excuse My French

Two Let’s Back It Up Six Years…

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my children, my parents, my siblings, and to the end of homelessness, hunger, illness, drug addiction, and economic oppression.

ONE

EXCUSE MY FRENCH

SAP TAPPER, Dad said as he came through the door.

What’s the matter honey?, Mom asked.

The car won’t start. I’ve got to catch Doug before he leaves, so he can pick me up on his way to work. You might as well go back to bed, Dad said.

I already woke up the kids. I was going to take them to church after I dropped you off. I guess they have to catch the streetcar. It’s just as well, I forgot Maria had an earache last night. She doesn’t need to go out in the cold air today, Mom said.

I’ll probably catch a ride home on Ron’s motorcycle this evening, but I’ll bring home some ear drops and some aspirin for her, Dad said as he finished dialing the phone and turned to arrange his ride.

You guys had better hurry. The car doesn’t work, so you have to catch the streetcar and bus. Maria honey, you go back to bed. I don’t want you going anywhere today, Mom said, as she walked back to the kitchen.

Goodbye dear, Dad said, kissing mom on the forehead.

Bye hun, Mom said closing the door behind Dad.

We’re late. I don’t know why we’re even going, Veronica said.

Maria’s sick. She always gets out of going, Nicholas said.

Yea, but if she was with us, we wouldn’t have any options, Eric said, with his eyes dancing with devilment in them.

Options? Jacob turned around puzzled, as he stepped off the bus.

I don’t want everybody looking up at us when we walk in this late. Damn, church is almost over, he scoffed.

Aawh. You’d better watch your mouth before somebody that dad knows, hears you, Veronica said.

All the others were laughing so much, Veronica had to laugh too. Their father was adamant about them not acting common in public or anywhere, and cursing was definitely not allowed.

Where are we going to go if we don’t go to church? Jacob asked.

We could go to the candy store. They’re open today, Nicholas said.

With what money? I don’t have any money, do you? Jacob scoffed.

Well, we do have this church offering money in our envelopes, Veronica and Eric both chirped simultaneously.

We’re supposed to turn our envelopes into the basket so that the nuns will know that we fulfilled our Holy Day of Obligation, Nicholas said.

But they said we can turn them in empty, if we don’t have money, Jacob said,