04/06/2019
Here is a small sample from my new and upcoming book for you all to enjoy.
Jessie walked around the living room, found a picture of Tom, picked it up and stroked it for a while before turning to her sister.
“where is he" she spoke in hushed softness resembling affection.
There was silence, a moment that felt like hours.
“where is my SON" screamed Jessie her eyes full of anger and hatred towards her sister and brother-in-law.
“You really think we would tell you. You went to prison for a reason Jessie, we were given custody of Thomas when he was one"
“we just want to see him, just want a chance"
“A chance, you had plenty of them. You’ve been out of prison 8 years, we offered you chances Jessie, where were you.”
“I refuse to see my child under the watchful eye of strangers. He’s my son, I don’t need supervision”
“yes, yes you do. That’s the point Jessie, you went to prison because you both neglected that boy. You let him starve so you pair could buy and sell your drugs. No, I won’t tell you where he is, you won’t go near my boy.”
“YOUR BOY"
“YES, my boy I raised him, I loved him. What did you do, starved him, hated him, abused him. The scars on that boys’ body will be with him for life, his memory of you two is almost non-existent save for a few bad dreams. Get out, I’m no stranger to calling the police on my own sister.”
“ NO. No I’m not going anywhere. Now I will see me son, and I will take him with us. Were going to be a family. You WILL tell me where he is Tara. I won’t ask again.”
Tara looked at her husband grasped his hand and they smiled a reassuring smile to one another.
“No Jessica, we won’t tell you a vid damn thing"
Jack walked around to stand in front of the couple, he was inches away looking at them intensely, his eyes were dark and evil sparkled within
“well then.” Said Jessie in a care free child like tone.
“I guess now we do this the fun way eh sis.”
Jack smiled a toothy grin and pulled put a pocket knife from his back pocket. Jessie headed towards them with a gun she had uncovered from under her coat, also grinning a Cheshire cat smile.
