Good Morning, Heartache
Carolina Love Story
$15.00
A Blurb:
Good Morning, Heartache tells the poignant story of two families as they navigate love, challenges, and hope in Jim Crow South Carolina. It centers on two teenagers and their coming-of-age journey. It’s a deeply emotional drama.
Specs.
Dimensions - 4 inches X 6 inches (10.16 cm X 15.24 cm)
Weight ~ 15 ounces (~ 425.243 grams)
Chapters - 70
Pages - 312
Secrets run deep in the Carolinas, but some truths refuse to stay buried.
South Carolina, early 1960s. Tradition dictates everything. But beneath the surface of Florence’s quiet neighborhoods, two devoted mothers are fighting to hold their families together while pushing through the weight of daily struggle. Every morning, they rise ready to guide their children toward a brighter future, even as they feel trapped in the same exhausting routine. These mothers keep moving forward, even when their own children add to the turmoil.
In the McKenzie household, James’s clever yet reckless decisions set off a series of troubles that impact everyone around him. Meanwhile, across town, the Jenkins sisters—Bobbi and Mattie—engage in a fierce, controlling tug-of-war, though the narrative gradually reveals that they share more similarities than differences. Life changes around these families as their strong stories of struggle, survival, hope, humor, and love unfold.
Step into a sweeping Carolina love story about the ties that bind us—and the heartaches that test us.
Chapter One
In Florence, South Carolina, AM radio station WYNN entertained early-rising mothers as they busied themselves in their kitchens. The sounds and aromas stirred the groggy and enticed their senses. On this Sunday, with Christmas arriving tomorrow, they were preparing for two separate feasts. Voices—sopranos, altos, tenors, and baritones—rose in harmony with Sister Jackson’s “I see God.” Stoves and ovens provided extra warmth on this chilly Christmas Eve morning. As Mahalia Jackson’s voice faded, the radio announcer’s deep timbre filled the rooms:
“Amen, amen. Yes indeed, God is everything. Can I get an amen out there?” He paused, allowing a moment for his audience’s whispered responses to settle.
Then he pressed a button, and a bright chorus sang out: “W-Y-N-N—.”
“Listen up, Flo-town.” He paused for dramatic effect. “The clouds have finally parted, making way for a beautiful sunny day.”
He triggered a sound effect of thunderous applause. “It’s chilly out there, but the sun is out. I know we’re all ready for that, since we haven’t seen a clear sky in a long time.” He hit a button for a comical, sad-trombone wail. “Aw——! Yes, the rain, rain has gone away to return again some other day. Y’all get out there and spend time with your friends.” A melodic chuckle punctuated his nursery-rhyme cadence. His cheerful voice drifted over the airwaves as listeners took in the news and his recommendation. “It’s a brisk 33°F right now, but by the time you churchgoers step out of service, it’ll be a comfortable 50°F.” He hit the applause button once more.
“Get out there and enjoy God’s blessings,” his voice echoed.
“Don’t touch that dial. I’ll be back in two shakes after these messages.” He triggered a jingle of the harmonizing chorus, “W-Y-N-N—.”
Neither the radio announcer nor the pastors delivering their Sunday morning sermons could have prophesied the sparks that would ignite between two teenagers later on that day. A fateful connection
that would completely reshape their lives.
Chapter Six (Intro)
By the 1961-62 school year, James was a senior and Bobbi was a junior at Wilson High School. It was Sunday, December 24, 1961—Christmas Eve—and the students were on winter break. The weather was clear and sunny. The incoming rays were warming and drying the earth. According to the DJ on WYNN radio, the high would reach 50°F. To the teenagers, the sunshine felt like summer, and they were eager to take the radio announcer’s advice:
“Y’all get out there and spend time with your friends.”
After being stuck indoors, due to harsh weather conditions since the start of the break, groups of teens began to gather at the neighborhood park, a space established by and for the city’s Black residents.
Earlier that day, several teenagers organized a meet-up during Sunday school. By the end of the services, word had spread throughout the congregations. As most of the youth walked to and from church, the news traveled in every direction across Florence, eventually reaching those who had not attended services. James and Bobbi were among the latter group.
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