What a Sista Should Do [NOOK Book]

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A powerful and spiritually satisfying novel from a compelling new voice about three courageous women who must confront the harsh realities of their lives through faith and prayer. Pam Lyons has a husband who places more trust in money and marijuana than in God. Yvonne Hastings is a minister's wife whose husband's infidelity and physical abuse brings their marriage to a crossroads. Taylor Johnson is a single mother who is looking for a good Christian man to help raise her son, but is unable to rid herself of the ...
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A powerful and spiritually satisfying novel from a compelling new voice about three courageous women who must confront the harsh realities of their lives through faith and prayer. Pam Lyons has a husband who places more trust in money and marijuana than in God. Yvonne Hastings is a minister's wife whose husband's infidelity and physical abuse brings their marriage to a crossroads. Taylor Johnson is a single mother who is looking for a good Christian man to help raise her son, but is unable to rid herself of the guilt left over from her promiscuous past. The secret of Taylor's child's paternity is the catalyst for the tumultuous relationship between the three women. Together, they will learn unforgettable lessons about love, forgiveness, prayer, and sisterhood.
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Editorial Reviews

Sister-To-Sister Book Club on WHAT A SISTAH SHOULD DO
"This book has made me open my eyes. I think every woman should read this."
Bestselling author ReShonda Tate Billingsley on THE BISHOP'S DAUGHTER
"This is Tiffany Warren at her best! The Bishop's Daughter is a wonderfully written, story that had captures your attention from the very first page."
The RAWSISTAZ Reviews on FARTHER THAN I MEANTTO GO
"I thoroughly enjoyed Warren's [second novel] . . . [I] was easily able to feel . . . deep emotions, frustrations, and humorous moments. This was my first time reading work by this author, but it certainly won't be my last."
CoffeeTimeRomance.com on FARTHER THAN I MEANTTO GO
"Charmayne is a realistic character in a heartbreakingly familiar situation . . . covers several topics, from self-esteem to society's definition of success to spirituality."
From the Publisher
"This book has made me open my eyes. I think every woman should read this."—Sister-To-Sister Book Club on WHAT A SISTAH SHOULD DO

"This is Tiffany Warren at her best! The Bishop's Daughter is a wonderfully written, story that had captures your attention from the very first page."—Bestselling author ReShonda Tate Billingsley on THE BISHOP'S DAUGHTER

"Charmayne is a realistic character in a heartbreakingly familiar situation . . . covers several topics, from self-esteem to society's definition of success to spirituality."—CoffeeTimeRomance.com on FARTHER THAN I MEANTTO GO, LONGER THAN I MEANT TO STAY

"I thoroughly enjoyed Warren's [second novel] . . . [I] was easily able to feel . . . deep emotions, frustrations, and humorous moments. This was my first time reading work by this author, but it certainly won't be my last."—The RAWSISTAZ Reviews on FARTHER THAN I MEANTTO GO, LONGER THAN I MEANT TO STAY

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780446551199
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 11/15/2008
  • Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 104,441
  • File size: 814 KB

Meet the Author

Tiffany L. Warren, is an author, playwright, songwriter, mother and wife. Her debut novel What a Sista Should Do, was released in June of 2005 and has ministered to over 50,000 readers. Her second book, Farther than I Meant to Go, Longer than I Meant to Stay was a national bestseller. In 2006, Tiffany and her husband, Brent, founded Warren Productions and released their first gospel musical. What a Sista Should Do - The Stage Play debuted in Cleveland, OH at the famed Allen Theatre.

Tiffany is also the visionary behind the Faith and Fiction Fellowship tour. Presently, the authors have visited groups in Atlanta, Houston, New York, Baltimore, Washington D.C. and Charlotte.

Tiffany resides in Texas with her husband Brent and their five children.

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What A Sista Should Do


By Tiffany L. Warren

Warner Books

Copyright © 2005 Tiffany Warren
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-446-69354-5


Chapter One

Pam

It's a shame that I don't even want to go into my own home. I really don't, but I can't sit in the car all night, because I know that my children are probably starving. And I know my home is no doubt in shambles. Plus, on top of everything else, I have to use the bathroom. Most of the time, before I enter my home, I just sit in my driveway like this, for a good half hour, listening to Lauryn, Jill, Erykah or Angie. It's the only quiet time I get all day.

Compared to my homelife, my job is actually a walk in the park. I work in lovely corporate America. Yes, that's right. I'm a professional black woman. It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? The only thing is, it's not really all that it's cracked up to be. I know that I'm blessed to have gainful employment, but corporate America is definitely overrated.

I tell people that I have a job and not a career, because shouldn't a career be something that you love? I don't love what I do. I don't even like it. I keep telling myself that it's a means to an end, although I'm not exactly sure what the end is. I used to know. At any rate, it keeps my babies' bellies full (and their father's too), a roof over our heads and clothes on our backs.

When people ask me what my husband does, I really don't know how to answer. I say that he's a record producer/ talent scout/songwriter, because that's what he says he does. But, in the truest sense of the expression, he is a starving artist.

Troy was a musician when I met him. It was one of the things that attracted me to him. I loved his mixture of creativity, rebellion and ambition. Back then it was sexy, but after two kids, two repossessed cars and a Chapter 7 bankruptcy the thrill is gone.

As soon as I open my car door, I hear the loud music coming out of the house. I look to my neighbor's house. As cold as it is, Miss Betty, our elderly next-door neighbor, is sitting on her porch. Her arms are folded tightly against her ratty-looking wool coat. I can barely see her face peeking over the fur trim, but I don't need to see her to know that her lips are pursed and her eyes are narrowed to little slits. She's probably just waiting for someone to give her a reason to dial 911 as Troy has caused her to do on numerous occasions.

"Hi, Miss Betty. How are you doing?" "I'd be doing a whole lot better if I could have some peace and quiet."

"I know, Miss Betty. I'll tell them to turn the music down."

I place my key in the lock, but I don't turn it. No one knows I'm here yet, and if I want to, I can still escape. I can sneak off to the library or just walk around Ann Taylor trying on the things that I would buy if I had some extra money.

I guess I take too long deciding, because my daughters are looking at me through the living room window. They are waving and laughing. I can't help but smile, and I wave back. Cicely is only six years old, but her face, the spitting image of her father's, is starting to mature. Cicely's cocoa skin and huge inquisitive eyes are almost the exact opposite of Gretchen's, her younger sister. Gretchen has my honey coloring and my head full of auburn curls. When she laughs, her eyes just about disappear. I'm not trying to boast, but my children are positively beautiful. They're the one thing that Troy and I have gotten right. Finally, my husband, wearing an asinine grin, swings the door open.

"Hey, everybody!" he says. "The queen is home." Queen? Now, that's enough to make me laugh, and I'm not talking about a chuckle. I'm talking about a sidesplitting, belly-grabbing, knee-slapping guffaw. How many queens do you know of that are responsible for cooking, cleaning, washing and basically waiting on everybody in the household hand and foot?

There are a grand total of seven people lounging in what should be my living room. Troy has transformed it into a recording studio. Resting atop my peach sofa is a gigantic speaker with a tangled mess of cords hanging from its rear. In the center of the room is a makeshift booth that Troy has crafted from fiberglass and foam rubber. Off in the corner there are four keyboards, a drum machine and a personal computer. It looks like a disaster area, but Troy expects to become the next Berry Gordy.

Troy is working on some sort of hip-hop street compilation to showcase all of his so-called artists. It seems like he's been doing this forever, although it's only been more like five months. Before that, he was investing all of his time and all of our money into creating demo tapes for major recording studios. He got discouraged when he didn't get any responses, so he's decided to become an independent label. I wonder how long this new venture will last.

I recognize most of the young people crowded into the room, although I must admit, after a while they all start to look similar. There is a young man named Dark Shadow, and that's exactly what he looks like. Then there is the rap trio, Blades. They consist of two boys and a girl, and they're still in high school. I asked them once why they picked the name Blades for their group; they told me it was because their rhymes were sharper than knives. I'm sorry, I don't get it. It just sounds too violent to me. Ethan is tapping on one of the keyboards. He's supposed to be Troy's production assistant. Truthfully, Troy just likes the poor boy. Even I can tell that he has absolutely no talent, and less than stellar looks, but he's determined to be a star. I wish he'd take himself to college.

To be fair, the house isn't as messy as I thought it would be, but it reeks of cigarette smoke. Troy knows I can't stand the smell of cigarettes because it gives me a headache. Troy also knows that I don't want my children inhaling secondhand smoke. We've had the conversation more than enough times for it to be a permanent fixture in his memory bank. The most disturbing piece of all this is that the tiny girl that has the cigarette hanging from her mouth doesn't even look old enough to buy them.

Troy has always been good at anticipating when I'm about to go off. I suppose it's a skill that he has developed over the years. Just as I'm about to show my ugly side, Troy slides across my hardwood floors and snatches the cigarette out of the young girl's mouth.

He says, "My wife doesn't like cigarettes, Lisa. Besides, they're bad for your voice."

"Sorry, Troy. I wouldn't want to upset the wifey," she smirks.

Okay, Miss Lisa has no idea who she's dealing with. She better be glad that she looks all of fifteen, because if she were legal, I'd swear I'd knock the taste out of her mouth. Lisa has skin the color of milk, and her eyes are like two perfectly shaped spheres of onyx. The front of her hair is an intricate mass of cornrows, and the back cascades over her shoulders. She'd probably be gorgeous if her attitude didn't leak through her pores. "Mommy, I'm hungry."

I look down at my baby. They should've eaten already. Mrs. Franks, Gretchen's babysitter, is good enough to pick Cicely up from kindergarten and bring both girls home so that Troy doesn't have to leave the house. The least he could do is fix them a snack if not dinner. I smile at Cicely, because I try not to take my stress out on my girls, but I can't say that I'm always successful.

"Hi, Hungry. My name is Mommy." Cicely laughs at my joke. "No, Mommy! I'm Cicely. My tummy is hungry."

"Me too!" pipes Gretchen, not to be outdone by her older sister.

"All right. Let Mommy take her shoes off, and then we'll see what's in the kitchen. Why don't you two go in there and wait for me. Okay?"

Cicely and Gretchen race to the kitchen at breakneck speed. I know Gretchen is going to be a track star one day, because she's fast with her short muscular legs. She outruns her taller sister every time.

"Troy, have the girls eaten anything since they've been home?"

"I'm not sure, Pam. I think they had a cookie." "A cookie? What do you mean you're not sure?" I hear myself start to rave, but I can't stop myself. "Did you give them anything to eat? They are six and four years old, Troy-they are not capable of preparing their own meals. I left you a note that you were supposed to give them a sandwich. Two slices of bread and some peanut butter. You were too busy for that?"

Troy looks at me as if I'm speaking Greek. I know he saw my note. I posted it on the bathroom mirror before I left for work.

"I guess I was just too busy working, honey. I'm sorry about that."

I don't know how one person could be so selfish. I just roll my eyes and walk out of the room, because anything that comes out of my mouth right now is going to be ignorant.

Troy calls after me. "Wait a minute, Pam. Before you do that, I want you to listen to this track. Tell me how you like it."

Despite the looks of starvation on my children's faces, I go back into the living room/studio. I wouldn't want anybody to think I'm not supportive of my husband, because as much as I complain, that is simply not the case. If anything, I want him to blow up worse than any of these weed-smoking teenagers propped around my living room. Troy plays the song that he's apparently been working on all day, and everyone in the room is bobbing their heads. I can't really get into it myself. Hip-hop soul is not my cup of tea. Give me some gospel, some old-school rhythm and blues, or even some of these neo-soul artists.

"That's tight, ain't it, Pam?" "Yeah, Troy. It's really hittin'."

I cannot stand the way Troy talks when he's around these young wannabe superstars. He acts like he isn't thirty-three years old and a grown man. What I really want to tell him is that the song sounds just like all the other songs he writes.

It takes me all of two minutes to make bologna and cheese sandwiches for the girls. I guess I could make them something warm like a can of soup, but they seem to be satisfied with what they've got. Actually, they look grateful. I'm still wondering when they last ate.

Troy pokes his head into the kitchen. I know he's about to ask me for something. It better not be money. All I have anyway is my tithe, and husband or not, he is not about to get the Lord's money. I made up my mind on that a long time ago.

"Honey, we have a show on Sunday evening. Are you going to be able to make it?"

"Not this time. I've got evening service." Troy looks disappointed, but I don't care. He knows full well that I spend all day Sunday in church. Why would he schedule a show on Sunday if he wanted me to go to it?

"You mean to tell me that Jesus is going to be mad if you miss one service? Come on, Pam. You'll still be saved."

"I know I'll still be saved. I don't need you to tell me that," I say. "That's not the point. Sunday is the Lord's day."

Troy responds sarcastically, "When do I get a day?" I can't believe my ears. "How's Monday through Saturday sound?"

"What? Oh, you mean the days I share with the usher board, the nurse guild and Bible class and prayer meetings. You mean those days? It sounds like the whole week belongs to Jesus. Seems like after you went and got yourself saved and all, you forgot all about me. Am I right?"

I'm not even going to respond to Troy, because he is just allowing the devil to use him. I walk right past him and on upstairs to our bedroom. This is my sanctuary. The comforter may be five years old, and the flower print faded, but it has the alluring scent of my favorite fabric softener. Everything is in order in this room. The mostly empty perfume and lotion bottles on my dresser are lined up neatly, and there's not a speck of dust to be seen. I lie across the bed and let the last of the day's sunlight cover my body.

I hear myself sighing out loud. Why does he always have to throw church up in my face? I've got plenty of things to throw right back at him, like his chronic unemployment-or his phantom music career, for that matter-but I don't.

It's true, I do spend a lot of time at church, but so what? It's not like he misses me around here. He's always got company. If I was home, he probably wouldn't even notice me. He's got a lot of nerve. He should be grateful that I go to church so much. It's the only way I'm able to put up with his sorry behind.

I go to the master bathroom and turn the jets on in the Jacuzzi tub, which is, by the way, the best investment I've ever made. I missed a lot of hair appointments and passed up on several new outfits for this little treat. A grown woman needs to indulge herself sometimes. I'm getting relaxed just looking at the water swirl around.

I can feel a whole day's worth of tension melt away as soon as my entire body is immersed in the scented water. I close my eyes and travel to my fantasy world, the one where I'm a world-famous novelist and socialite. I'm young, beautiful, high-school-senior thin and single. I'm sitting in my luxurious boudoir waiting for my maid to bring me breakfast. She knocks at the door.

"Come in, Olga," I say. The knocking continues, and suddenly I'm jerked back into the real world. Someone is actually knocking on the bathroom door. It never fails.

"Who is it?" "Mommy, it's me, Gretchen. I have to pee."

(Continues...)



Excerpted from What A Sista Should Do by Tiffany L. Warren Copyright © 2005 by Tiffany Warren . Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted September 5, 2011

    An excellent book !!!!!

    This books talks about some of trials and tribulations that women anf coples go through today. It shows how awesome God is and how if we keep him first, He will show us that we can through all things through Christ that strengthens us.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 24, 2013

    Awesome!

    Absolutely LOVED this book!! The way the prayed together and the forgiveness that was shown was Amazing!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 21, 2011

    Could not put it down!!

    This book was awesome...finished it in about 2 days...Loved how they prayed together and kept their faith through the storms!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 10, 2011

    Great read

    Enjoyed it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 24, 2010

    Awesome

    A very good book to read. I will give to someone for a gift, you do not want to put it down once you start reading. Awesome!!!!

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  • Posted September 1, 2009

    Wonderful book

    This book was wonderful. It grabbed my attention and would not let go.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 13, 2006

    INSPIRATIONAL, HEART WARMING

    Great read. Held my attention from beginning to end. Read in a matter of hours.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 30, 2005

    What a sistah should have done!

    I enjoyed that book so much and I loved how she worte that book and involved God. When women can get together and pray on one accord something is bound to happen. God dwells in the midst of unity. That part of the book was a briliiant idea and it will help some young, middle aged or older woman who might be going through one of those broken relationships.I said what a sistah should have done, I was speaking of Taylor. She should have never went along with keeping the secret of her sons father from him. Even though he was a minister in the church. The reason I say that is because if he was man enough to sin against God and make that baby he should have been a man of God and stood up to his responsibilities. Taylor should not have deprived her son of knowing who his father was, that sometimes scars our children. What Yvonne and Pam did was alright with me except one thing that Pam did not do, and that was she didn't support her husband enough. I thought she was selfish in that area. Now poor Yvonne she was lied to from day one by her husband and I beleive she should have been a little bit more wiser in that area as far as knowing where your husband is from weeks at a time like that. She didn't ask enough questions. Other than that the book was excellent and I hope Tiffany is working on Part 2 to what a sistah should do.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 29, 2005

    What a Sistah DID!!!!

    This was a page turner. The sistahs were very leveled headed. There were some very good issues brought to life and made you feel that this is life.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 11, 2005

    Enlightening and encouraging

    This was a very encouraging and inspirational book. I recommend in to all 'sistas' & 'brothas' of all religious walks, races and social standings.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 13, 2005

    Wonderful book!

    This book grabbed my attention and held onto it until the last page. It was inspirational and entertaining but also really makes you think about what a woman should do in various challenging situations.

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