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Dear Journal: I just had to tell someone and you're the only one... Take a look at this, my author Ey Wade has made it possible to buy my story directly from her!! I'm so excited because as an author/entrepreneur, it means she will get 90% of the profit. Of course, if you prefer you could also buy from the traditional places.

"D.N.A.- Nothing Would Ever Be The Same" by Ey Wade on Ganxy

The "You're Not The Daddy" Talk Show- Pt2 #talkshows #NA #dna

I just had to tell someone and you're the only one...

I have to tell you this. Going on that talk show was the, and I can't stress it enough. It was the worst idea ever. Beyond Nicole, I'd never wanted to kill anyone. But Floyd Joy James, was definitely no joy to deal with. Just look at how some of  it went...









 "Okay, please welcome Debney Nichole Armstrong to the show.”

F.J. stood, smoothed down the ridiculously fluorescent blue and orange pinstriped jacket of his suit and turned to the camera with his trademarked snicker/joker-look of a smile plastered on his face. He loved this part of the show, all hell usually broke loose. After being forced to sit in the green room watching flashing lights and listening to their lives and reputations being torn apart by what really amounted to worthless callous boys pretending to be men, the teenage girls always stormed on stage ready to bust heads. From what he had seen of her nervous posture in the dressing room and her outfit chosen with the sure intent to play the innocent victim, Debney Armstrong was about to be torn apart by the audience. He couldn’t wait to see her lose control. The excitement had him feeling giddy with anticipation.

The audience's boos, ridicules, and catcalls were so loud Debney almost didn't hear F.J. James announce her. Nervous and a little reluctant to move she almost stumbled up the steps when the assistant prodded her with a jab to the back to go forward. Hurrying up the small ramp to the stage she faltered at the rush of angry cruel energy in the studio. The smothering urge to turn and run caused bile to rise in her throat and she thought she would pass out. The wave of F.Js hand in front of her face was the distraction she needed to bring her back to reality.

As she walked down the remaining steps and in front of the panel on the stage, she reminded herself that if it weren't for the future of the baby she swore she would just turn around and walk out of the room. She had very little urge to expose her life in front of a group of people who didn't know her from the proverbial Eve, let alone to those who had already made up their minds to condemn her as a free flying teenage whore.

Taking in a deep breath and releasing quickly, she focused her attention on the widely smiling host of the show. The man looked more like an idiot up close than she’d thought. What the hell had he done to his hair during their time apart? The change in his persona was mimicked in the change in hairdo. The softness was gone.

"Hi Debney" He pointed to the only vacant, out of the five chairs beside his, stationed on the stage. "Here have a seat. Mind if I call you Debbie or should I call you by the name the kids call you in school? What was that?"

"DNA." Three of the guys shouted. Standing and waving their hands in the air like idiots to incite the crowd. Giante' moved his chair just a bit to his left to distance himself from the others and lowered his gaze to his clasped hands before looking away from her.

Sliding slowly into the chair, Debney forced a smile to her face before answering F.J. James. Obviously the gloves were off. The smile on his face was brittle and dangerous. Nothing like the gushing smiling man she'd met earlier in the green room. The glint in his eyes just before he transferred his gaze from her to the audience promised to draw blood.

"DNA, it sounds good. It kinda fits with the theme of the show right? What to do you think audience?”

"You can call me whatever you want, Floyd after today I’ll never see any of you again."

Some of the audience members laughed while others snickered, shouted out and called her names. "We're here to find out if you're the daddy or you're the daddy, or you're..."

"We know the drill." Debney interrupted the shows ritual chant. "Let's just get this farce over with."

F.J. chuckled. "No Ma’me it doesn't work like that and you know it. I've gotten their side of the story now I need to get yours. Everyone is waiting to hear it. So tell us the reason you, an eighteen year old, have the choice of four guys as your two week old child's father."

F.J. pointed to the largest of the three plasma screened televisions surrounding him to the image of her sleeping baby being flashed and of course the audience ahed in unison at the adorable sweetness of the child.

At two weeks old and eight pounds seventeen inches, Baroque dressed in a soft baby blue lamb's wool sleeper was the epitome of a cherub. Chubby cheeks, beautiful head of thick curly dark hair, tiny pursed lips. His fat little fingers trying in vain to gain entrance to his mouth enticed her to go to the greenroom, pick him up and run from the studio to protect him from the eyes of the entire gossip mongering world. What she really wanted to do was slap the hell out of every male on the stage.
She turned from the screen to look at each boy one by one. All but Giante' were laughing in wide mouth mirth. Just glad to be on TV and not caring one iota what the outcome of the show would mean to the rest of their lives. They were ignorantly happy to get their few minutes of fame. She directed her gaze to the biggest idiot of them all, F.J. James. But then again the man could be considered a genius. He had become a millionaire just by sitting back and letting horny, angry, teens air their dirty laundry.

"Okay Floyd, let's get something straight right now. I'm not here to be treated like an uncouth asinine of a girl. I'm not going to waste my time trying to dispute what those numb nut idiots over there were saying. If they were as good as they were proclaiming a minute ago, I would remember the night I’m supposed to have slept with them. As it is, I can’t remember feeling a thing with them."

The audience erupted into curses and laughter, this reaction causing the boys to shout louder berating of her in defense of their manhood and pride.

"Then why are you here Debney?" F.J. leaned forward in his chair. Feet spread apart, long arms swinging between his legs and intertwined fingers mere inches from the floor. His obviously practiced entranced gaze which gave the audience the impression he was an attentive and caring person.

"Neither of those guys is someone I would choose as my baby’s father. Well maybe one." She amended at the quick lift and turn of Giante's head in her direction.

"So what are you trying to say? These guys forced themselves on you? That would be a serious allegation and would require me to call the police." F.J. sat back and waited for the explosion.
The panel and the audience, a majority of men, erupted into angry denial and name calling.
"No, DNA.” F.J. lifted his hand and wiggled his pointer finger at her. “I kinda have to stand behind the people. “It can be true. A lot of women know they want it and then cry rape afterwards."
Debney pushed her hair away from her face and sat up straighter, watching the extra long digit swinging back and forth in her face made her wish she could bite it off in her anger.
"Is that what I said Floyd Joy or are you twisting my words around? You asked about me choosing them as a father for my son and I said I wouldn't choose either of them. I didn’t deny the possibility of having had sex with them, or being pregnant by them, nor did I claim rape. I just said I wouldn’t choose them."



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    In the spirit of Juno by Diablo Cody-


    D.N.A. is the story of a teen surviving through the

    questionable death of her highly dysfunctional family,

    bullying from peers,and an unplanned pregnancy.


    D.N.A. pulls no punches at being

    an NA drama filled with

    angst, heartbreak, suspense and deep

    love.

    My Life on the Brink

    D.N.A. is a truly poignant story that will have you shedding a tear and cheering for joy. DJ Weaver | 2 reviewers made a similar statement
    This book is intended for Young Adults but it is a great read for anyone. Debra Johnson | 3 reviewers made a similar statement
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    a review from ARC

    In the wake of adversity Debney is put through the wringer, something that at her age should never happen.

    But in this case it did and author Ey Wade did an excellent job with the plot and the emotional aspect.

    I mentioned a dysfunctional family earlier, but the nice thing about this story is you don't realize the severity until the story unfolds. From every corner of her life Debney is challenged, and to see how she handles it...well you need to pick up this novel and if you know a teenager, place one in their hands for required reading.

    Ms. Wade rolls out this story beautifully with impeccable timing. I was so engrossed and totally shocked at Debney's mother...the real reason I believe this book is called D.N.A.
    A highly recommended read!


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