PODCAST: Whyte House Family Spoken Novels #6: And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop, Chapter 6 by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte

Whyte House Family Spoken Novels #6: And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop, Chapter 6

Welcome to the Whyte House Family Spoken Novels podcast episode #6. Today we are reading chapter five of the novel “…And Family Drama Just Won’t Stop” by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte.


“The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.”
— Psalm 103:8

Stacy hung up the phone. She quickly got dressed and headed to the kitchen. Her mother was
sitting at the table sipping some hot chocolate. She never touched coffee for her morning perk-
up. It had to be hot chocolate.

“Morning, Mom,” Stacy said, giving her Mom a hug.

“Good morning, Stacy. Did you have a good night’s sleep? I thought for sure you would sleep

“I thought it best to get up. Besides, Monica wants me to come over to bake some cookies and
spend some time together before I go off to college. I told her I’d be over at two o’clock. But if
you would rather I stay home…” Stacy pulled the cereal out the cupboard and a couple slices of
bread from the bread bag and proceeded toward the toaster.

“Oh, no. Go ahead and have fun. I’m good for the day. How was the youth meeting? I failed to get a report last night.”

“It was a blast as usual. The new assistant pastor and his family are adorable. Wait till you meet
them. You and Dad are coming tomorrow, aren’t you?” Stacy poured milk on her cereal before sitting at the table. She smothered her toast with butter and took a big bite.

“Of course we are coming,” Sis. Wilmington said with a smile to which Stacy replied.

“Mom, were you and Dad at it last night? What happened?”

Sis. Wilmington hesitated before answering as she thought back to last evening. She had
received a series of phone calls, five to be exact. The female voice asked for Bro. Wilmington
two times and the other three times no one responded when she picked up. She had learned to
expect those calls the past few Fridays. On top of that, Bro. Wilmington brought up the topic of
her quitting her job again. She thought that was settled. The anonymous phone calls had begun to bug her and she wondered if her husband was doing something behind her back—again. She had asked him point blank if he had some woman calling for him to which he responded negatively. That set off a series of other things including not letting Stacy know what happened over eight years ago.


“Don’t you dare go there. I told you I would handle it,” Bro. Wilmington said.

“No, we need to handle it now. Your daughter is going off to college. She needs to know. Are
you waiting for someone to tell her? Do you know how devastating that would be? Don’t let her
go off to college without letting her know. Willie, I beg you, don’t do that.”

Bro. Wilmington was at a loss for words. He started to leave the room, but was followed by a
string of words from his wife. “By the way, we’ve been having some anonymous calls to come in
the past few Fridays. Do you know anything about that? Do you have some lady calling for
you?” Bro. Wilmington looked at her with surprise in his eyes. He paused a little as if he was
about to say something, then deciding against it, proceeded to the bedroom. “Willie, we need to
talk; everything’s not settled in my mind yet. Can’t you see this is slowly driving a rift between

Sis. Wilmington’s words were met with a slamming of the bedroom door. How could a perfectly
good evening begin to turn so sour in such a short time? she thought.


“Mom.” Stacy’s voice brought her back to the present. “Are you all right?”

“Oh, yes. I was just thinking. What happened last night? Well, your father and I have some
unresolved issues which came up again last night. Don’t you worry about it. You’ll know in
time…his time.”

His time, thought Stacy as she rose to get some orange juice. “Where’s Dad any way? I thought I heard him leave earlier this morning.”

“He probably went walking or jogging.”

“Mom, how did you and Dad meet? I don’t believe you ever told me.” Stacy thought changing
the subject would bring peace back to her mother’s anxious face.

“It’s really strange. I was trying to avoid this fellow who claimed he had a crush on me and that
God told him I was the one for him. One day, in trying to avoid him, I was breaking a corner
around the English Department when I bumped into your father. Or rather, he bumped into me.
Or maybe we both bumped into each other. Turned out he was hurrying to turn in his English
research paper which he was running late on. He bumped into me with such force, that I flew
backward. But his quick thinking saved me from an embarrassing moment. He grabbed my arms as I was about to hit the ground and pulled me toward him. As he steadied me on my feet, our eyes met. We looked at each other for a few seconds and burst out laughing. He was gracious enough to help me pick up my books and he hurried off saying, ‘You may owe me one if my paper is not accepted by my professor.’ It seemed that afterwards, we kept bumping into each other. He called me Ms. Bumper and I called him Mr. Bumper. This was our third year in
college. We started studying together, went out on Saturdays, and went to church together on
some Sundays. In fact, he stopped going to his church on a regular basis and started coming to
church with me.”

“Mom, that sounds so romantic. How did he ask you to marry him?”

“If I tell you, you will not believe it.”

“Try me,” Stacy said.

“Well, we were at this restaurant. We had just graduated and he and I decided to celebrate
together—just the two of us. I remember it was about nine-thirty that night—a warm May night, full moon—a kind of lazy-type evening. It was one of those French-type restaurants where they serve you your food a course at a time. (I could never get used to those types of restaurants. I want to see all my food before me at the same time.)”

Stacy could see the gleam in her mother’s eyes as she waited for her to continue.

“He kept whispering to the waiter. They looked like two school boys hiding some kind of secret.
I kept asking what it was all about, but he said, ‘Don’t worry about it. He’s an old friend of mine.’ We had a pleasant meal. Then I noticed the lights had gotten dimmer.”


“Are they closing already?” Grace asked in surprise.

“No, not yet. At least I hope not. My friend told me tonight was a special night,” answered Willie

Grace looked around a little disturbed, then she whispered to Willie, “Is everyone looking at us
or is it just me?”

Before Willie could answer, the waiter walked toward their table balancing a silver platter on the
tip of his fingers, French-style. Willie stood up to meet him. The waiter placed the platter before
Grace and after lifting the cover scurried away like a little mouse afraid of being caught.

Underneath the cover sitting in a black satin doily was the most exquisite diamond ring Grace
had ever seen. It sparkled as the light’s rays beamed on it. By this time, Willie was down on his
right knee, and with the most sincere look on his face like that of an innocent school boy, he
proposed to Grace: “Grace, I know that I am not perfect, but will you marry me?”

Grace did everything to keep from screaming in surprise.

“Yes, Willie, I’ll marry you.”

Willie took her in his arms and as the other diners cheered them, he gave her a long hug and a
soft kiss on the forehead. The rest of the night was like a dream.


“Oh, Mom, that is so romantic.” Stacy was all dreamy-eyed.

A genuine smile flashed across Sis. Wilmington’s face. Stacy was happy to see her mother


Thank you for joining us for this episode of Whyte House Family stories. You may purchase a copy of this novel and any other Christian fiction books read on this podcast from Amazon.com.

Now, dear listener, please know that God—the divine Author of all things—wants to write a great story with your life as well. But first you must give Him the pen by trusting Him with the life He gave you and surrendering your heart to Jesus Christ as Savior. Here is how:

1. Accept the fact that you are a sinner, and that you have broken God’s law. The Bible says in Ecclesiastes 7:20: “For there is not a just man upon earth that doeth good, and sinneth not.” Romans 3:23 reads: “For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.”

2. Accept the fact that there is a penalty for sin. The Bible states in Romans 6:23: “For the wages of sin is death…”

3. Accept the fact that you are on the road to hell. Jesus Christ said in Matthew 10:28: “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.” The Bible says in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”

4. Accept the fact that you cannot do anything to save yourself! The Bible states in Ephesians 2: 8, 9: “For by grace are ye saved through faith: and that not of yourselves: it is a gift of God. Not of works, lest any man should boast.”

5. Accept the fact that God loves you more than you love yourself, and that He wants to save you from hell. Jesus Christ said in John 3:16, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

6. With these facts in mind, please repent of your sins, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and pray and ask Him to come into your heart and save you this very moment. The Bible states in the book of Romans 10:9, 13: “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”

“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

Dear friend, if you are willing to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation, please pray with me this simple prayer: Heavenly Father, I realize that I am a sinner and that I have done some bad things in my life. For Jesus Christ sake, please forgive me of my sins. I now believe with all of my heart that Jesus Christ died for me, was buried, and rose again. Lord Jesus, please come into my heart and save my soul and change my life today. Amen.

If you believed in your heart that Jesus Christ died on the cross, was buried, and rose again, allow me to say, congratulations on doing the most important thing in life and that is accepting Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour! For more information to help you grow in your newfound faith in Christ, go to Gospel Light Society.com and read “What To Do After You Enter Through the Door”. Jesus Christ said in John 10:9, “I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.”

May God bless you until next time.

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