But did you die?

            No one who was taken from this box has come back.   I didn’t know, or perhaps I didn’t want to know, how it was that I found myself here.   It was dark, so dark that I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face.   Periodically, a blinding light would shine from above and when it finally receded, those who were left would breathe a sigh of relief.   Originally there were twenty of us.   Our names didn’t really matter; just the fact that we were not alone was enough to calm most of us down.   We’ve searched the walls by feeling the perimeter and have not been able to find an exit.   I had felt my way to a corner, thinking that whoever or whatever has been removing the others would be less likely to find me if I was huddled away in a corner.   I sat down to try and think when the bright light erupted from above again.           ...

Happy Thanksgiving folks! As promised here is the second part of the prologue for the upcoming Jonah book.  In this section we introduce the other two main players in the book.  I hope you enjoy and know that I am so thankful that I have you all to encourage me and give me feedback.  You can reread part one here . *****             The town of Khorsabad was located on the outskirts of the Nineveh province.  It was a rural town that once held a mighty fortress.  The town was in the midst of rebirth.  One could see new construction alongside of four hundred year old homes.  It was a town of transition with a population that was ever fluctuating.  The staple of the town, fishing, had been dwindling ever since several factories were built to the north, but the factory did bring several jobs, which was why the town was growing for the first time in a generation.  Along the western side of the town r...

Have you ever experienced something you wish you could forget?   I feel that at some point we all wish we could make the rough patches of life fade away.  I wrote this after considering this idea, "what if we could make ourselves forget?"  Timothy had a rough day and these events lead him to accept the almost too good to be true offer that would allow him to use these bad memories to catch those responsible for causing them and as payment, allow the memories to be suppressed .   Unfortunately (and of course) there would be repercussions to recalling and eventually suppressing them, especially when we accept that even the bad things that happen make up the tapestry of our lives. ++++++++                   Timothy Jackman had a rough day, but at least it was over.   He could feel the stress leaving his body as the shower’s warm deluge beat on the back of his head; the wa...