In My Rearview Mirror: A Novel

In My Rearview Mirror: A Novel

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by Suzetta Perkins

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Baby drama and political scandal don’t mix in this sequel to Suzetta Perkins’s Behind the Veil.

Margo Myles is getting ready to give birth to twins, but she isn’t sure who the father is—her soon to be ex-husband, Jefferson Myles, or her one-time fling, Malik Mason. Malik is running for a state senate seat and no one is going to


Baby drama and political scandal don’t mix in this sequel to Suzetta Perkins’s Behind the Veil.

Margo Myles is getting ready to give birth to twins, but she isn’t sure who the father is—her soon to be ex-husband, Jefferson Myles, or her one-time fling, Malik Mason. Malik is running for a state senate seat and no one is going to take the sweet smell of victory from him.

Ivy Myles, Margo and Jefferson’s eldest daughter, is moving back home. She’s been estranged from her parents, but a new love calls her back—and her love is none other than Malik Mason. Malik intends to make Ivy his wife, but will she be a distraction on his way to the senate?

Scandal and politics always seem to make perfect bedfellows. And Malik Mason must decide which woman he loves more, mother or daughter, or risk ruining everything.

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Library Journal
North Carolina’s political landscape is the stage for this sequel to 2008’s Behind the Veil. Margo Myles, now 45, has just given birth to twin boys. Raising twins is tough, but worse again is that her marriage to Jefferson is off the rails. Jefferson’s five-year stint in prison had Margo relying on Malik Mason for, um, comfort. Of course now there’s a question about the identity of the boys’ father. Drama, sure, but that’s nothing compared to North Carolina’s senate race between Malik and Dr. Shelton Wright. Three of Margo’s four grown children back Wright’s campaign. The fourth, Ivy, is married to Malik. Recapping the story: Malik may or may not be the father of Margo’s twins, but now is married to Margo’s adult daughter! This potentially fascinating family get together won’t happen because all these folks hate each other. Keep your eye on Toni Gillette, a hottie with an agenda.
VERDICT Perkins’s lengthy tale is on the epic side with some clunky dialog, but who can resist a mother and daughter sexually tied to the same guy? The best line from this mini-series type story? “The man I loved gave his soul to a whore.”

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In My Rearview Mirror

  • Sweat covered her face like molasses on a hot-buttered biscuit. The contractions were coming every two minutes and the pain in her pelvic region was almost too much to bear. Margo’s swollen brown body lay on its back, her legs spread apart, obliging the commands of the doctor as she readied herself to bring forth her babies into the world.

    She had to be out of her mind to decline the epidural that would have made this delivery less painful. Maybe she forgot that she was in her forties and that child bearing should’ve been left to the younger women who had a lot of elasticity in their bodies, who weren’t facing menopause, and who had loving husbands to hold their hands and help them through their labor with the information they learned in Lamaze classes.

    It had been two hours since her water broke and left a trail of liquid streaking down each leg as if in a race to the finish line. She had to take another shower and then call an ambulance because there was no man in her life to whisk her away to the hospital, although the large pouch on her body that was carrying twins said somebody had stopped by and paid a visit. Yes, that was true, but she hadn’t a clue as to who her babies’ daddy was—Jefferson or Malik.

    “Push,” Dr. Dixon ordered, her long sinewy-gloved fingers examining the cervix. “You’re almost there.”

    Margo pushed and took several deep breaths.

    Dr. Dixon twisted her head to the left, pushing a braid that had fallen from her meticulously wrapped bun away from her face. “Push again. The head is crowning.”

    On command, Margo gave it all she had and pushed again.

    “One more time,” Dr. Dixon said and added a little chuckle at the end. “You’re doing well.”

    Margo held on to the bed rails, the sweat continuing to pour down her face and other parts of her body. “One for the Father, two for the Son, three for the oooly ghost,” Margo said as the pain hit hard, then gave her release in a matter of seconds.

    “Congratulations, it’s a boy,” Dr. Dixon said, as the nurse cut the umbilical cord.

    “Waa, waa,” came the healthy sound of the newcomer who was quickly whisked away to be cleaned.

    “Margo, we’ve got one more. Let’s rock and roll, baby,” the doctor said.

    Margo pushed down again and stopped, her chest rising and falling as she inhaled and exhaled. She opened her mouth to say something, then squirmed as another pain made her blow air. Then she let go. “All right now, you need to come on out of there so Momma can get some rest. Momma’s tired.”

    “Come on, Margo,” Dr. Dixon admonished. “Give it all you’ve got, girl. It’s about to be over. Your baby’s twin wants access to the new world.”

    “All right, I’m ready.”

    “Here it comes. Yes, another baby boy!”

    Margo’s body relaxed as she heard the squeal of another tiny voice. Minutes later, two nurses rushed in, each carrying what seemed to Margo to be gifts wrapped in thin, white blankets, bundled up as if they were about to travel to the arctic North. In turn, each nurse held the bundles of joy in front of Margo for her to view. They were beautiful with heads full of black, straight hair, wrapped in swaddling clothes like Jesus, and sucking on their fingers.

    Margo beamed. She couldn’t tell who her boys looked like. They were angelic in every way, both getting ready to cry for mother’s milk. Margo closed her eyes, and it was Jefferson she saw—her beloved husband, her soon to be ex-husband, her former lover and friend. She batted her eyes, and there was Malik—her confidant, her shoulder to lean on when Jefferson was away in prison, the man she gave her body to when she thought her husband was being unfaithful . . . again.

    The movie screen in her subconscious faded to black, and when she opened her eyes, there stood the nurses still holding her babies. “I can’t do this right now,” Margo said. “Give me some time.”

  • Meet the Author

    Suzetta Perkins is the author of In My Rearview Mirror, Silver Bullets, Hollywood Skye, Behind the Veil, A Love So Deep, Ex-Terminator: Life After Marriage, Déjà Vu, Nobody Stays the Same, and At the End of the Day. She is also the cofounder and president of the Sistahs Book Club. Visit to learn more.

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    In My Rearview Mirror: A Novel 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
    OOSABookClub More than 1 year ago
    Suzetta Perkins’ “In My Rearview Mirror” is about Margo and Jefferson Myles, a couple going through a divorce. Margo, at age 40, gives birth to twin boys but. . . . With who? Jefferson, being the man that he is, has done his share of sneaky stuff but feels hurt by the fact that Margo doesn’t know who the father of her twins are. Is it really that important to Jefferson? Why or why not? Malik Mason is in the race for the senate position and is trying to make sure that there are no skeletons falling out of closets. To make him look more of a family man and not a bachelor, he marries Ivy Miles, but is this a good move? Ivy just may have some ulterior motives and a surprise or two of her own. With plenty of twists, turns, drama and romance ‘In My Rearview Mirror’ is an awesome read. It lets the reader ‘feel’ the emotions throughout the story. This is my first book by this author and I look forward to the next one. Reviewed by: Sophia
    RomanticBlues More than 1 year ago
    In My Review Mirror by Suzetta Perkins Modern times meet southern soul and big city ways that come home. There is nothing new under the sun, but the old and feels new and gets messy in this novel. In My Review Mirror, Suzette Perkins lets us see her characters cross lines as in real life moments of weakness. Blood VS blood unknowingly, and can’t we all get along that keep you turning pages quickly to read the answer, In My Review Mirror. In well-written conversations, we fall into the thought that family is everything, but secrets and lies, or shall I say, unspoken truths has this novel spinning you in directions that are great for the reader to be smile, laugh and cry. I applaud the author in how she set us down at a family dinner table like-feeling. We hear the false harmony and hidden messages and comments from a family that loves each other, but also has dirty laundry that is being carved and served. We feel each characters worry and denial come from different angles on the same subjects. The writer has penned that very well in an enjoyable fashion penned from such great writing talent. Alvin L.A. Horn Best-selling award winning multi-nominated novelist and poet
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago