Stand Your Ground (Thorndike Press Large Print African American Series), by Victoria Christopher Murray
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From the #1 Essence bestselling and award-winning author Victoria Christopher Murray comes Stand Your Ground, a novel about two women who are faced with the same tragedy.A black teenage boy is dead. A white man shot him. Was he standing his ground or was it murder? Janice Johnson is living every black mother’s nightmare. Her seventeen-year-old son was murdered and the shooter has not been arrested. Can the D.A. and the police be trusted to investigate and do the right thing? Should Janice take advantage of the public outcry and join her husband alongside the angry protestors who are out for revenge? Meredith Spencer is married to the man accused of the killing and she sees her husband and the situation with far more clarity than anyone realizes. What she knows could blow the case wide open, but what will that mean for her life and that of her son? Will she have the courage to come forward in time so that justice can be done? #1 national bestselling and award-winning author Victoria Christopher Murray’s Stand Your Ground is a pulse-pounding meditation on race, motherhood, marriage, and vigilante justice that will have readers spellbound until its shocking end.
Stand Your Ground (Thorndike Press Large Print African American Series), by Victoria Christopher Murray - Amazon Sales Rank: #3457585 in Books
- Published on: 2015-10-21
- Format: Large Print
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 1.10" h x 5.60" w x 8.60" l, .0 pounds
- Binding: Hardcover
- 511 pages
Stand Your Ground (Thorndike Press Large Print African American Series), by Victoria Christopher Murray Review "With artful descriptions, Victoria put me inside their hearts and minds. I did not just enjoy this read, I lived it."--Michelle Lindo Rice, bestselling author of the Able To Love seriesFOREVER AN EX "Murray's [writing] has the kind of momentum that prompts you to elbow disbelief aside and flip the pages in horrified enjoyment."--The Washington PostFORTUNE AND FAME "Murray and Billingsley's third and best collaboration."--Essence magazine"Murray and Billingsley keep things lively and fun."--Juicy magazine"This faith-based novel should keep devout fans on their toes."--Upscale magazine"A great choice for folks who spend Sunday mornings in the front pew."--Library Journal"Frenetic and deliciously slapstick sequel to "Sinners & Saints . . . "These frenemies [Rachel Jackson Adams and Jasmine Larson Bush] are drama queens at their best and smartest, a combination that will leave fans praying for their further misadventures."--Publishers WeeklyNEVER SAY NEVER "Murray creates a believable scenario of two people who never wanted to hurt their friends.... With extremely well-drawn characters, the story offers neither blame nor excuses, keenly depicting the heartbreaks caused by both death and betrayal."--Publishers Weekly"Readers, be on the lookout for Victoria Christopher Murray's "Never Say Never." You'll definitely need to have a buddy-reader in place for the lengthy discussion that is bound to occur."--USA Today""Never Say Never" is a testament to the magnificence of Murray's storytelling gift! The author creates a surprisingly satisfying ending for each of the characters, even when their 'sin' seems unforgivable."--RT Book ReviewsTHE EX-FILES ""The Ex Files" is a moving-on song in four-part harmony."--Donna Grant and Virginia DeBerry, authors of Tryin to Sleep in the Bed You Made""Once again, Victoria Christopher Murray has crafted a compelling, intriguing, and page-turning story that stays with you long after you've finished the book. This wonderful tale of four different women from vastly different backgrounds shows how we can all be bound by the common thread of faith."--ReShonda Tate Billingsley, bestselling author of Everybody Say Amen and I Know I ve Been Changed""My girl, Victoria Christopher Murray has done it again! I love her work and this book will bless you, so read it."--Michele Andrea Bowen, author of Church Folk, Second Sunday, and Holy Ghost CornerSINNERS & SAINTS "Double the fun, with a message of faith, "Sinners & Saints "will delight readers with two of their favorite characters from two of their favorite authors. It's a match made in heaven!"--Grace MagazineTHE DEAL, THE DANCE, AND THE DEVIL "I think I've found a new author to add to my list of favorites. . . . Murray knows how to tell a story.I can't wait to read other books by this author."--Debbie Norrell, New Pittsburgh Courier"Murray's characters are extremely likable. . . .This page-turning take on the Faustian theme should satisfy fans and newcomers alike."--WalMart BookPageSINS OF THE MOTHER "Victoria is an exceptional writer who knows how to deliver a story."--Kimberla Lawson Roby, author of Changing Faces"Murray has always impressed me with her ability to live the life of her characters and make them come alive with each turning page."--Indianapolis RecorderLADY JASMINE "Realistic characters and a likable heroine make this title a winner for Murray's strong following."--Library JournalTOO LITTLE, TOO LATE "Juicy Jasmine Larson Bush returns. . . . Murray efficiently illustrates the importance of honesty and trust in marriage, and manages to contain Jasmine's outrageousness within the context of Christian faith."--Publishers WeeklyA SIN AND A SHAME "One of our best and most prolific writers, an excellent storyteller."--Eric Jerome Dickey, New York Times bestselling author"Intriguing and well-written.... If you loved and hated Jasmine in "Temptation," you'll love and hate her again."--Indianapolis RecordGROWN FOLKS BUSINESS "I enjoyed reading this book. It took me back to when I was living on the DL and made me realize just how hard sisters love their men, even when they know the truth."--J. L. King, New York Times Bestselling author of On The Down Low""Grown Folks Business" rattles the relationship cage and gets to the heart of what's serious and painfully real."--Lolita Files, author of Tastes Like Chicken"Victoria is an exceptional writer who knows how to deliver a story. Readers will find themselves still thinking about the characters long after they've turned the last page."--Kimberla Lawson Roby, author of The Best-Kept SecretTEMPTATION "An emotional, realistic look at the devastation temptation can wreak."--Library JournalTRUTH BE TOLD "Victoria Christopher Murray is back! Once again she's given us a fast paced novel about people of faith who must face real-life challenges."--E. Lynn Harris, New York Times bestselling author"With memorable characters, "Truth Be Told" is an entertaining, suspenseful, and page-turning read. I loved it!"--Kimberla Lawson Roby, author of Too Much of a Good ThingWith artful descriptions, Victoria put me inside their hearts and minds. I did not just enjoy this read, I lived it."--Michelle Lindo Rice, bestselling author of the Able To Love series"FORTUNE AND FAME Murray and Billingsley s third and best collaboration. --Essence magazine"Murray and Billingsley keep things lively and fun. --Juicy magazine"This faith-based novel should keep devout fans on their toes. --Upscale magazine"A great choice for folks who spend Sunday mornings in the front pew. --Library Journal"Frenetic and deliciously slapstick sequel to "Sinners & Saints . . . "These frenemies [Rachel Jackson Adams and Jasmine Larson Bush] are drama queens at their best and smartest, a combination that will leave fans praying for their further misadventures. --Publishers Weekly"NEVER SAY NEVER Murray creates a believable scenario of two people who never wanted to hurt their friends . With extremely well-drawn characters, the story offers neither blame nor excuses, keenly depicting the heartbreaks caused by both death and betrayal. --Publishers Weekly"Readers, be on the lookout for Victoria Christopher Murray s "Never Say Never." You ll definitely need to have a buddy-reader in place for the lengthy discussion that is bound to occur."--USA Today""Never Say Never" is a testament to the magnificence of Murray s storytelling gift! The author creates a surprisingly satisfying ending for each of the characters, even when their sin seems unforgivable. --RT Book Reviews"THE EX-FILES "The Ex Files" is a moving-on song in four-part harmony. --Donna Grant and Virginia DeBerry, authors of Tryin to Sleep in the Bed You Made"Once again, Victoria Christopher Murray has crafted a compelling, intriguing, and page-turning story that stays with you long after you ve finished the book. This wonderful tale of four different women from vastly different backgrounds shows how we can all be bound by the common thread of faith. --ReShonda Tate Billingsley, bestselling author of Everybody Say Amen and I Know I ve Been Changed"My girl, Victoria Christopher Murray has done it again! I love her work and this book will bless you, so read it. --Michele Andrea Bowen, author of Church Folk, Second Sunday, and Holy Ghost Corner"SINNERS & SAINTS Double the fun, with a message of faith, "Sinners & Saints "will delight readers with two of their favorite characters from two of their favorite authors. It s a match made in heaven! --Grace Magazine"THE DEAL, THE DANCE, AND THE DEVIL I think I've found a new author to add to my list of favorites. . . . Murray knows how to tell a story.I can't wait to read other books by this author. --Debbie Norrell, New Pittsburgh Courier"Murray s characters are extremely likable. . . .This page-turning take on the Faustian theme should satisfy fans and newcomers alike. --WalMart BookPage"LADY JASMINE Realistic characters and a likable heroine make this title a winner for Murray s strong following. --Library Journal"TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE Juicy Jasmine Larson Bush returns. . . . Murray efficiently illustrates the importance of honesty and trust in marriage, and manages to contain Jasmine s outrageousness within the context of Christian faith."--Publishers Weekly"A SIN AND A SHAME One of our best and most prolific writers, an excellent storyteller. --Eric Jerome Dickey, New York Times bestselling author"Intriguing and well-written . If you loved and hated Jasmine in "Temptation," you ll love and hate her again. --Indianapolis Record"GROWN FOLKS BUSINESS I enjoyed reading this book. It took me back to when I was living on the DL and made me realize just how hard sisters love their men, even when they know the truth. --J. L. King, New York Times Bestselling author of On The Down Low""Grown Folks Business" rattles the relationship cage and gets to the heart of what s serious and painfully real."--Lolita Files, author of Tastes Like Chicken"Victoria is an exceptional writer who knows how to deliver a story. Readers will find themselves still thinking about the characters long after they ve turned the last page. --Kimberla Lawson Roby, author of The Best-Kept Secret"TRUTH BE TOLD Victoria Christopher Murray is back! Once again she s given us a fast paced novel about people of faith who must face real-life challenges. --E. Lynn Harris, New York Times bestselling author"With memorable characters, "Truth Be Told" is an entertaining, suspenseful, and page-turning read. I loved it! --Kimberla Lawson Roby, author of Too Much of a Good Thing"""Truth Be Told" is a truly enjoyable story. The unforgettable characters lend an air of reality to this emotional and engaging read. [Murray s] latest is sure to please fans and resonate long after the last page is turned. --Jacquelin Thomas, author of Soul Journey"
About the Author Victoria Christopher Murray is the author of more than twenty novels including: The Ex Files, Lady Jasmine, The Deal, the Dance, and the Devil, and Stand Your Ground which was named a Library Journal Best Book of the Year. Winner of the African American Literary Award for Fiction and Author of the Year (Female), Murray is also a two-time NAACP Image Award Nominee for Outstanding Fiction. She splits her time between Los Angeles and Washington, DC. Visit her website at VictoriaChristopherMurray.com.
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Chapter 1
There is nothing like being in love with a naked man. Now, I’m not saying that I didn’t love my husband when he was fully clothed. But right now, right here, all I could do was perch myself up on my elbow and enjoy as my husband strutted around our bedroom as if he were looking for something. He wasn’t looking for a doggone thing; Tyrone was just giving me a show. And what a show it was, ’cause there is nothing like a naked, carved, then chiseled to perfection, chocolate man. I sighed and my heart swelled with even more love than I ever thought possible. I didn’t know it could be like this. Didn’t know it could be like this after sixteen years of marriage. Didn’t know it could be like this after the betrayal of infidelity. “What are you staring at?” Tyrone’s voice broke through my thoughts. He flexed his pecs and inside, I moaned. “What? What are you looking at?” he asked again. Really? He was standing there, full frontal, and he was asking me what I was looking at? Did he want me to describe the human statue of excellence that he was to me? I answered my husband. “Nothing. I’m not looking at anything.” He busted out laughing, then leaned over and kissed my forehead. I tugged at his arm, trying to pull him down on top of me so that I could do more nasty things to him. If our life were a book, it would’ve been titled Love and Sex. It had started with the marriage counselor that my best friend, Syreeta, had referred us to after “the cheating incident.” “Stay in the bed,” the counselor had advised. “You have to connect again with one another sexually. Once you get the trust back in bed, because that’s where it was broken, you’ll be able to get the trust back in every other aspect of your life.” That had just sounded like some man talking at the time. And trust me, it had been hard on both of us. But after a couple of months, we needed therapy to get us out of bed. It was like we couldn’t stop. And the counselor had been right. We connected again, in bed first, and everything else followed. But even though my husband was always down for second and third sexual helpings, this time he pulled back and I frowned. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll be right back.” Turning away, he grabbed his bathrobe from the chaise. “I’m going to check on Marquis. Make sure his homework is done and he’s getting ready to turn in.” I bounced back in the bed and sighed. “Tyrone . . .” “Don’t start, Janice.” “It’s barely nine o’clock and you’re sending him to bed? He’s seventeen! Come on, now. When are you going to let up on him?” The expression of pure pleasure that had been on my husband’s face just a minute before faded fast. “Let up on him?” Tyrone grumbled. “We’re raising a black boy in a white world. I will never let up. I will never go easy. We’ve got just one chance to get this right.” “I get that,” I said, having heard this lecture so many times. But if he was going to give me his speech, then he was going to once again listen to mine. “It’s been a month since he was suspended. And he’s done everything that we’ve asked him to do. All he does is go to school and then come home. He’s back on track.” “See, that’s my point right there,” Tyrone said, jabbing his finger in the air. “He’s back on track. He should never have been derailed in the first place and I want to make sure that he never gets derailed again.” “But what else do you want from him? We’ve got to let him know that there is redemption after repentance. We’ve got to teach him that he can do something wrong, but then he can make up for it by doing something right.” “He’s a black boy. In this country, he won’t get a makeup opportunity. In this country, he won’t be given a second chance, and our son has to learn that lesson now.” “That may be how it is in this country,” I said. “But we’ve got to let him know that it’s not like that in this house. At home, he has to know that we trust him again.” Tyrone shook his head. “It was one joint, Tyrone,” I said for what had to be the millionth time since our son had received that three-day school suspension a month ago. “Don’t make it out to be any bigger than that.” When Tyrone opened his mouth to lecture me more, I added, “Don’t forget you smoked when you were in high school.” “Yeah, but now that I know better, I’ve done better. And I wasn’t at Winchester Academy when I smoked. I wasn’t at some highfalutin school where the people there were expecting and waiting for me to fail.” I sighed as Tyrone went on and on about how our son’s mistake was much worse since he was at Winchester—one of the top college-prep academies in the country. It had been my idea to send Marquis there since I recognized his brilliance from when he was in my womb. Seriously, though, our son was smart and I wanted my only child to have the best opportunities, to give him a future that I could’ve never imagined for myself when I was growing up motherless, fatherless, oftentimes feeling homeless as I was shuffled from one foster home to the next. “You know I’m right, Janice.” Tyrone broke through my thoughts. “Those white folks don’t want him there, and he goes around acting a fool.” “He was acting like a seventeen-year-old . . .” I held up my hand before Tyrone could pounce on my words. “And yes, he was wrong,” I continued. “But he’s learned his lesson and all I want you to see is that Marquis is a good kid. A really good kid who’s going to do great things in life.” “I know he has that potential. But if he’s going to be great, he has to understand that he can’t get caught up. He has to do everything right.” “Everything right? Really?” It took all that was inside of me not to shake my head and roll my eyes at this man. Sometimes Tyrone spoke as if he were the only parent with dreams for our son, but I wanted the same, perhaps even more, for Marquis. While Tyrone focused on his academics, accepting nothing less than straight A’s, I focused on the fullness of the life that I prayed Marquis would have. I wanted him to be well educated, but happy, with a wife and plenty of children who called me Grandma. I wanted to see him grow up doing the things he loved, playing the saxophone and piano, writing poetry, and participating in amateur golf tournaments. But none of that extracurricular stuff mattered to Tyrone. He was a strict disciplinarian who walked a straight military line. I understood structure and parental control; it was just that sometimes, Tyrone was so strict, even I felt stifled. “I am letting up a little bit,” Tyrone said as if he heard my thoughts. “I let him go out tonight, didn’t I?” I couldn’t help it; I laughed. “You let him go to the library!” Tyrone grinned with me. “I let him go to the library . . . with Heather,” he said, referring to our son’s girlfriend. While those words made Tyrone smile, the thought made me want to shout, and I wasn’t talking about shouting hallelujah! This discussion was going fine—why did Tyrone even have to bring up Marquis’s girlfriend? His white girlfriend. She was the only thing that made me regret busting my butt, working those extra shifts at the post office so that we could send Marquis to Winchester. “I guess you don’t have nothin’ to say now, huh?” Tyrone chuckled. My husband was torturing me and he knew it. He knew how I felt about Marquis bringing that girl home when there were all these beautiful black girls that he knew from growing up in church, and even a few at Winchester. Every day, I brought up a new name to him, but Marquis could not be moved. I have no idea where I went wrong, but sometime after Marquis became a teenager, he suddenly and only had eyes for girls who looked like Snow White. It sickened me, though his son’s preference for girls with blond hair and blue eyes didn’t seem to bother Tyrone. I didn’t get that. My husband was always talking about white people this and white people that and how he lived in this country, but he was not of this country. Well, why didn’t he have an issue with his son dating a white girl? “Okay, I won’t tell him that he has to turn in,” Tyrone said, saving me from myself. Because thoughts of Heather were getting me riled up. Now that Tyrone had mentioned Heather, I was beginning to think maybe we should keep Marquis on lockdown (and away from that white girl) until he left for college in the fall. “Thank you,” I said to Tyrone. “But I’m still gonna talk to him. Make sure that his head is on straight since I did let him go out earlier. And I’m going to talk to him about the suspension . . .” This time I did roll my eyes. “Make sure he understands the seriousness of it.” “He does.” “Make sure he knows it could’ve messed with his scholarship to UPenn.” “He knows.” “Make sure he understands why he won’t be valedictorian now, even though he earned it.” “He understands.” “Well, if you can guarantee that he knows all of that, then he’s off lockdown.” Tyrone shook his head. “You’re a softy, you know.” He kissed me again as he tied his robe. “Our son better thank you, ’cause if you weren’t so cute . . .” I laughed, but then stopped suddenly when the doorbell rang and a hard knock followed. Tyrone and I frowned together. It was just a little after nine now, and I couldn’t imagine who would be coming by our home. Marquis and his friends knew that they couldn’t hang out on school nights, even when Marquis wasn’t on lockdown. No more than a couple of seconds passed before the visitor on the other side of our front door rang the bell again and then another knock. “Who can that be?” I asked, pushing myself up from the bed. Tyrone held up his hand. “You stay here. I’ll get it.” But before my husband could make it to the top of the staircase, I had wrapped myself inside my robe and stepped into the hallway. Marquis’s bedroom door was closed, which was the only reason why I was sure he hadn’t bounced down the stairs to get to the door before his father. By the time I made my way to the top of the stairs, Tyrone was at the bottom and opening the door. “Mr. Johnson?” The door was open wide enough for me to see the two policemen, one black, one white, standing shoulder to shoulder, looking like soldiers. “Yes,” my husband said, his voice two octaves deeper now, the way it always dropped when he stood in front of men wearing uniforms. “May we come in?” the black one asked. Those words made me descend the stairs even though I wasn’t properly dressed for company. Not that two policemen showing up in the middle of the night could ever be called welcome visitors. “What’s this about?” My husband asked the question for both of us. The policemen stepped inside, though Tyrone hadn’t extended an invitation. Both men glanced up at me as I stood on the second stair, gripping the lapels of my bathrobe to make sure it didn’t open and trying to come up with a single reason why two officers would be in our home. “Ma’am.” It seemed that the black officer had been assigned to do all the talking as the white one just nodded at me. “What’s this about?” Tyrone asked again. They still stood shoulder to shoulder, at attention, as if this were a formal visitation. “Would you mind if we went in there?” The black officer twisted slightly, nodding toward our living room. “I’d like for us to sit down.” If the officer had been speaking to me, I would’ve said yes just because it seemed like the right thing to do. But Tyrone said, “That’s not necessary; just tell me what this is about,” because that was right to him. My husband had been raised on the hard streets of Philly, where a policeman, no matter his color, was never an invited guest. The officers exchanged glances before the black one said, “Marquis Johnson, is that your son?” Tyrone’s eyes narrowed while mine widened. “What’s this about?” It felt like that was the fiftieth time my husband asked that question, and now I needed to hear the answer, too. “There’s been a shooting . . .” “Oh, my God,” I gasped, and covered my mouth. “Did something happen to one of our son’s friends?” The officers looked at each other again before the black one continued, “No. It’s your son, Marquis. He’s been shot.” “What?” Tyrone and I said together. “That’s impossible,” Tyrone continued. “Marquis is upstairs. He’s in his room.” And then he yelled out, “Marquis, come down here.” I didn’t let even a second pass before I dashed up the stairs, taking them two at a time, moving like I hadn’t in years. Not that I had any doubt. Of course Marquis was in his bedroom. He’d come home while Tyrone and I . . . had been spending some personal time together. I mean, he hadn’t come into our bedroom, but he never did when we had the door closed. Tonight, he’d been home by eight, nine at the latest. I was sure of that. Since Marquis had become a teenager, I never entered his room without knocking. But tonight, I busted in. And then I stood there . . . in the dark. I stood there staring at the blackness, though there was enough light from the hallway for me to see that Marquis wasn’t sitting at his desk, he wasn’t lying on his bed, he wasn’t here. “Marquis,” I called out anyway, then rushed back into the hall and headed to the bathroom. “Marquis!” Just like with his bedroom, I busted into the bathroom and stared at the empty space. It was only then that I felt my heart pounding, though I’m sure the assault on my chest began the moment the policeman had told that lie that my son had been shot. “Marquis,” I called out as I jerked back the shower curtain that revealed an empty tub. “Marquis,” I shouted as I now searched our guest bedroom. No one, nothing there. I returned to his bedroom, turned on his light, then swung open the door to his closet before I crouched down and searched under his bed. “Marquis,” I screamed as I went into my bedroom, wondering why my son was playing this game of hide-and-seek, something we hadn’t done since he was four. When he finally came out of hiding, he was going to have to deal with me! I rushed back into the hallway and bumped right into Tyrone. “He’s not up here,” I said to my husband as he grasped my arms. “He’s downstairs somewhere. Did you check the kitchen? Wait, I know,” I continued, without letting my husband speak. “He’s in the family room. I know you said he couldn’t watch the TV in there, but you were about to take him off lockdown anyway and you know that Marquis—” “Janice.” Tyrone shook me a little. I looked up into Tyrone’s eyes, which were glassy with tears. “What?” I frowned. “You don’t believe those policemen, do you?” He nodded at the same time that I shook my head. “No, they’re lying.” “They’re not lying,” Tyrone said softly. “They showed me a picture, just to make sure.” Now I whipped my head from side to side because I didn’t want to hear anything else from Tyrone. I couldn’t believe that he would accept the word of two men in blue. Wasn’t he the one who always said that you couldn’t trust the police? Well, if he wasn’t going to look for our son, I was. “Marquis!” I screamed. Tyrone still nodded, and now a single tear dripped from his eye. “Janice, listen to me.” For a moment, I tried to remember the last time my husband had cried. And I couldn’t think of a single time. “Janice.” He repeated my name. “No!” “Marquis is gone.” “No!” “He was shot over on Avon Street.” “No!” “He’s dead.” “Why would you believe them?” I cried. “Why don’t you believe me?” My husband looked at me as if I was talking foolishness. And I looked at him and begged with every fiber of my being for him to tell me that he was wrong. Or for him to wake me from this nightmare. Either scenario would work for me. But Tyrone did neither of those things. He just held me and stared into my eyes. And as I stared into his, I saw the truth. Not many words that Tyrone had shared had made it to the understanding part of my brain. But four words did: Marquis. Gone. Shot. Dead. “Marquis is gone?” I whispered. Tyrone nodded. “Someone shot my son?” He nodded again. “And now he’s dead?” This time, Tyrone didn’t nod. He just pulled me close, so close that I could feel the hammering of his heart. But though there were few times when I didn’t want to be held by my husband, I didn’t want him to hold me now. I didn’t want him to comfort me. Because if what Tyrone and these policemen were saying was true, then I didn’t want to be in my husband’s arms. If everything they said about my son was the truth, then all I wanted was to be dead, too.
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10 of 10 people found the following review helpful. Stand Your Ground By Barbara Morgan STAND YOUR GROUND by Victoria Christopher Murray is a heart touching storyline that will stay with you forever.This book is of race, motherhood, marriage , friendship and justice.This is a story of two women facing the same tragedy.A black teenage boy is dead. A white man shot him. Was the teenager standing his ground or was he murdered?Janice Johnson along with her husband is living every black parent’s nightmare and is looking for answers.When they get no answers from the D.A. and police they turn to Janice’s husband brother along with angry protestors.Meredith is married to the man accused of the killing. What she knows could blow the case wide open, but will she have the courage to come forwardin time so that justice can be served or will she stand by her husband knowing what’s right and what’s wrong?I read this book in one day.The characters you will feel as if it was your family.I just couldn’t let go of the story. Even knowing it’s been in the news a lot this year. It was different reading it than hearing it on the news.While I was reading the story I felt as if I was right there with the family, part of the family.I felt like I was there in the court at the hearing.I loved how the title “ Stand Your Ground” kept coming up in the storyline as the story unfolded.It may be a part of a law but it also has a meaning that one should not give up to get justice or what they believe in.Stand Your Ground is not only a law but can mean a lot to different people in different ways.This was a perfect title and an excellent way to communicate to readers to never give up “ Stand Your Ground”This book left me with a lot of emotions. It was so true and an excellent read.It will just leave you in AWE….The author did an excellent job with this storyline.One of the top 5 books I have read this year.I highly recommend this book to all.
5 of 5 people found the following review helpful. Captivating By cassdurham I found myself making statements on my facebook page while reading this book such as, "Victoria Christopher Murray's New book Stand Your Ground has opened with a throw a flip flop at your cousin bang.....smh @ her."and..."I can't believe Victoria Christopher Murray has me standing in these people living room with my heart constricting and tears rolling down my face- Stand Your Ground Novel... I feel like I have a stingray barb in my chest and its slowly twisting the life out of me...."This book is so good, I think I experienced every emotion known to man. I felt sad, angry and scared, for the characters in the book, but for my two grown sons as well.There were other scenes that made me happy and excited, but you'll have to read the book to find out what those were.Tyrone and Janice Johnson will not stop until they find out what exactly happened to their son.Wyatt Spencer will spare no expense to keep the truth hidden.But the real story is between Janice and Meredith and how the two women cope with one act of violence that shatters both of their worlds.Please pick up this book when it is released June 30th. I highly recommend this novel, then I highly recommend you go have a talk with your son or daughter about Stand Your Ground.
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful. A new classic that highlights one of the most disturbing issues of our time. By Renny30 In the first few pages of Victoria Christopher Murray’s new novel, Stand Your Ground, I was thinking, “This is it -- one of those rare novels that will change me forever.” I was right.A black teenage boy is dead. A white man shot him.From there, the story is set in motion and two women…the mother of the dead boy and the wife of the shooter take center stage. One searching for truth and the other being certain of it, their lives and hopes intersect through public shame and private pain. There are two sides to every story and Victoria Christopher Murray challenges the reader to see both. The recurring theme of standing your ground, taking a position, making a decision based on what you believe was not just the title, but persistent and thought-provoking words that echoed throughout the book.The plot twist caused my heart to constrict. But while, I as the reader (a mother of two black sons) was only gripped with fear, Janice Johnson was living the nightmare. During this story I felt so many emotions: anger, sadness, helplessness and at times, empathy and relief. In the end I was forced to ask myself: What is right and what is wrong? What do I really believe? In the same way a character was forced to with these words:I didn’t care if the attorneys knew or if the judge knew—they could have thrown me into jail for contempt or for perjury; it didn’t matter. When I told that lie, I didn’t even care that God knew—I would pray for forgiveness later.Who said that? You’ll have to read it to find out. As always with Victoria Christopher Murray, there are layers and there are secrets and there is… the past. Detailed characterization is this writer’s gift. Memories shown through flashbacks added to the intensity as I turned page after page after page into the wee hours of the morning.This was a brilliantly written book that I would recommend to all readers. I also hope to see it take its place alongside other great critical works of Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, Zora Neele Hurston and the like who have written stories that climbed into our hearts, made inroads through our souls and changed our consciousness.Reviewed by Rhonda McKnightA copy of this book was given to this reviewer in exchange for an honest review.
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