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A Moment of Silence Midnight III [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Souljah, Sister
  • Author:  Souljah, Sister
  • ISBN-10:  1476765995
  • ISBN-10:  1476765995
  • ISBN-13:  9781476765990
  • ISBN-13:  9781476765990
  • Publisher:  Atria/Emily Bestler Books
  • Publisher:  Atria/Emily Bestler Books
  • Pages:  544
  • Pages:  544
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2016
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2016
  • Item ID: 100020599
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In this electrifying novel,New York Timesbestselling author and “an important voice in American literature” (Jada Pinkett Smith) Sister Souljah returns to the story of her beloved character, Midnight.

Handsome, young, Muslim, and married to two women living in one house along with his mother, Umma, and sister, Naja: can Midnight manage all that he has on his plate? He is surrounded by Americans who don’t share or understand his faith or culture, and adults who are offended by his maturity, intelligence, and his natural ability to make his hard work turn into real money. He is calm, confident, and cool, Ninja-trained and powerful, but one moment of rage throws this Brooklyn youth into a dark world of dirty police, gangs, guns, drugs, prisons, and dangerous inmates. Everything he ever believed, every dollar he ever earned, and all of the women he ever loved—including his mother—are at risk.

Will his manhood be taken, broken, or altered? Can he maintain his faith? Outnumbered, overruled, and deeply envied—how can he possibly survive? Will the streets convert him? What can he keep? What must he lose?A Moment of Silence

1. MY SECOND WIFE


She is closer to me than my shadow. She’s as precious as the sky. In my almost empty Brooklyn apartment, my second wife, Chiasa, aimed and then fired sharpened knives into the corked wall. I had taken everything out of this place, but the cork seemed permanent to my project bedroom. It had served as my target practice for seven years and unlike me and my family, it did not want to leave.

“Go stand over there for me,” she said sweetly. As she locked her silver-gray eyes into mine, I looked at her and said nothing. My smile broke out naturally. “Don’t smile at me,” she said with a straight face. “Every time it’s time for us tol“#
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