Awesome phone call... A highschool friend called today telling me they were in the midst of reading Dark Days of Promise on their lunch break at work and had to call! "I feel like I've gone back in time! I remember this phrase being our motto...Oh and such and such character has to be so-and-so from school! I could see him as vivid as if it were yesterday!"
Wonderful...I'm so glad you found those snippets of time captured on the page!
Thank you, Gumboot!
January 5, 2013
January 4, 2013
GRACE FILLED BOOK BLITZ - Day Ten
GRACE FILLED 12-DAYS OF CHRISTMAS BOOK BLITZ
Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
The walk down the drive should've relaxed me. Instead my mind compared the men in my life. Farley...Kelly...Farley...Kelly.
I reached home and tried filling my mind with other things but my subconscious envisioned the photo from Marshall's effects. The photo brought a wry smile to my lips.
Farley seemed so different from Kelly and Marshall. He reminded me of the smooth con man, his gentle nature well practiced, if not always sincere. Maybe he is a con man. Or is he what I need?
I considered the two men smiling from the hot desert sands at me. Farley would never survive under such conditions. Both Kelly and Marshall carried weapons, yet I couldn't imagine Marshall being dangerous while Kelly proved himself very dangerous. Both wore their army fatigues, complete with berets.
I reflected on Janine's evaluation: a woman would find life without a companion, in particular one as young as my thirty-four years, rather difficult. A woman, just like a man, had needs, not just physical needs, but those of companionship and emotional support. It seemed unwise for me to remain alone. Which man, if either, would prove the better choice?
The doorbell rang, bringing my evaluation to an inconclusive end. Farley, by just showing up, took center stage.
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Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
The walk down the drive should've relaxed me. Instead my mind compared the men in my life. Farley...Kelly...Farley...Kelly.
I reached home and tried filling my mind with other things but my subconscious envisioned the photo from Marshall's effects. The photo brought a wry smile to my lips.
Farley seemed so different from Kelly and Marshall. He reminded me of the smooth con man, his gentle nature well practiced, if not always sincere. Maybe he is a con man. Or is he what I need?
I considered the two men smiling from the hot desert sands at me. Farley would never survive under such conditions. Both Kelly and Marshall carried weapons, yet I couldn't imagine Marshall being dangerous while Kelly proved himself very dangerous. Both wore their army fatigues, complete with berets.
I reflected on Janine's evaluation: a woman would find life without a companion, in particular one as young as my thirty-four years, rather difficult. A woman, just like a man, had needs, not just physical needs, but those of companionship and emotional support. It seemed unwise for me to remain alone. Which man, if either, would prove the better choice?
The doorbell rang, bringing my evaluation to an inconclusive end. Farley, by just showing up, took center stage.
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January 2, 2013
GRACED FILLED BOOK BLITZ - Day Eight
Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
My mind grasped at an idea. Maybe I didn't need to tell them. "Janine, do you think they need to know?"
"Wouldn't you want to know if your father was killed?"
"They're so young," I argued.
"Young, yes. Entitled to the truth? Yes, I believe they are that too."
I clung to her, begging her with my hazel impersonation of puppy dog eyes. "Would you tell them?"
"Yes." She caressed my hand, the soft fragrance of her hand soap wafted to me.
I smiled, believing I wouldn't have to bear the burden alone.
"If they were my children I would definitely tell them. They are your children. You know them better than I do and although I love them, I can't guess how each of them will react to the news."
She dashed my hopes with her firm and loving words. "I don't know how. I can't do this alone."
"You won't have to. I'll be here." She patted my knee. "Your Heavenly Father is always close by. Maybe you should ask Him for help."
"You think God will come break the news to them?"
"You know He doesn't work that way. Have a little faith, my dear. Marshall would want you to do this."
I fell silent, remembering... http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Days-of-Promise-ebook/dp/B009EHRB7K/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1356558654&sr=1-1&keywords=Shaunna+gonzales
My mind grasped at an idea. Maybe I didn't need to tell them. "Janine, do you think they need to know?"
"Wouldn't you want to know if your father was killed?"
"They're so young," I argued.
"Young, yes. Entitled to the truth? Yes, I believe they are that too."
I clung to her, begging her with my hazel impersonation of puppy dog eyes. "Would you tell them?"
"Yes." She caressed my hand, the soft fragrance of her hand soap wafted to me.
I smiled, believing I wouldn't have to bear the burden alone.
"If they were my children I would definitely tell them. They are your children. You know them better than I do and although I love them, I can't guess how each of them will react to the news."
She dashed my hopes with her firm and loving words. "I don't know how. I can't do this alone."
"You won't have to. I'll be here." She patted my knee. "Your Heavenly Father is always close by. Maybe you should ask Him for help."
"You think God will come break the news to them?"
"You know He doesn't work that way. Have a little faith, my dear. Marshall would want you to do this."
I fell silent, remembering... http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Days-of-Promise-ebook/dp/B009EHRB7K/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1356558654&sr=1-1&keywords=Shaunna+gonzales
January 1, 2013
GRACE FILLED BOOK BLITZ - Day Seven
GRACE FILLED 12-DAYS OF CHRISTMAS BOOK BLITZ
Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
"Janine, you know you're never intruding." I lowered my voice so no one but Kelly would hear the distinct teasing quality in my voice. "Now Kelly on the other hand..." My unfinished sentence caught his attention. His expression reflected an acceptance of my teasing jab. What am I doing? I closed my eyes allowing brief seconds to pass while I considered my actions.
Kelly moved toward the kitchen while I watched Phillip load the DVD.
"Grandma, why are you so 'winkled'? Did you stay in the bath too long?" Krista asked, while I walked to my kitchen. I cringed at Krista's question and took a step closer to the tender exchange, turning my head to watch. The movie played several previews only the boys watched.
"No sweetie, these 'winkles' aren't from staying in the water too long. They're character lines." Janine's tone reflected the smile I felt sure graced her features.
Kelly joined me, peering over my shoulder at the pair as Krista touched Janine's face. I got the distinct impression Krista thought Janine's face might crumble if she touched it with too much pressure.
"Mommy doesn't have any 'winkles.' Do they hurt?"
"No, sweetie," Janine laughed. "They don't hurt, but the white hairs Kelly has given me over the years...they hurt."
Kelly stepped closer to his mother as if to intervene, positioning me against the back of the couch.
My emotions clashed, remembering how I'd taken flight from this very spot at his hands.
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Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
"Janine, you know you're never intruding." I lowered my voice so no one but Kelly would hear the distinct teasing quality in my voice. "Now Kelly on the other hand..." My unfinished sentence caught his attention. His expression reflected an acceptance of my teasing jab. What am I doing? I closed my eyes allowing brief seconds to pass while I considered my actions.
Kelly moved toward the kitchen while I watched Phillip load the DVD.
"Grandma, why are you so 'winkled'? Did you stay in the bath too long?" Krista asked, while I walked to my kitchen. I cringed at Krista's question and took a step closer to the tender exchange, turning my head to watch. The movie played several previews only the boys watched.
"No sweetie, these 'winkles' aren't from staying in the water too long. They're character lines." Janine's tone reflected the smile I felt sure graced her features.
Kelly joined me, peering over my shoulder at the pair as Krista touched Janine's face. I got the distinct impression Krista thought Janine's face might crumble if she touched it with too much pressure.
"Mommy doesn't have any 'winkles.' Do they hurt?"
"No, sweetie," Janine laughed. "They don't hurt, but the white hairs Kelly has given me over the years...they hurt."
Kelly stepped closer to his mother as if to intervene, positioning me against the back of the couch.
My emotions clashed, remembering how I'd taken flight from this very spot at his hands.
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December 30, 2012
GRACE FILLED BOOK BLITZ - Day Five
GRACE FILLED 12-DAYS OF CHRISTMAS BOOK BLITZ
Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
Snow from Kelly's walk down the long drive left an adequate amount of moisture on his shoes. I turned around to watch him stomp his feet across the carpet before squeaking his new athletic shoes on the linoleum, the poinsettia still in his hands.
Amused, I smiled at his efforts. "If you were one of my boys I'd tell you to learn how to walk like a gentleman, without all the noise. Knowing how quiet you are when you want to be, I shan't say a word."
"You already said a few words," Kelly teased.
"True. How about continuing a conversation instead of your 'stomp, shuffle-squeak'?"
"I've never been good at conversations with females, soldiers or not, at least not the sociable kind." The house grew silent for several minutes. I considered his comment against his complete revelations the preceding week. I waited for him to make an effort at more conversation.
"Do you carry a rag with you whenever you're at home?" he ventured after several minutes of silence.
"Now that wasn't so bad. You even managed to tease me at the same time. No, I don't carry my dust cloth all the time, just when I'm moving the dust around in the house." I waved the yet unused dust cloth several inches away from his nose while quoting Shakespeare. "Out spot, out!"
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Dark Days of Promise Excerpt
Snow from Kelly's walk down the long drive left an adequate amount of moisture on his shoes. I turned around to watch him stomp his feet across the carpet before squeaking his new athletic shoes on the linoleum, the poinsettia still in his hands.
Amused, I smiled at his efforts. "If you were one of my boys I'd tell you to learn how to walk like a gentleman, without all the noise. Knowing how quiet you are when you want to be, I shan't say a word."
"You already said a few words," Kelly teased.
"True. How about continuing a conversation instead of your 'stomp, shuffle-squeak'?"
"I've never been good at conversations with females, soldiers or not, at least not the sociable kind." The house grew silent for several minutes. I considered his comment against his complete revelations the preceding week. I waited for him to make an effort at more conversation.
"Do you carry a rag with you whenever you're at home?" he ventured after several minutes of silence.
"Now that wasn't so bad. You even managed to tease me at the same time. No, I don't carry my dust cloth all the time, just when I'm moving the dust around in the house." I waved the yet unused dust cloth several inches away from his nose while quoting Shakespeare. "Out spot, out!"
http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Days-of-Promise-ebook/dp/B009EHRB7K/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1356558654&sr=1-1&keywords=Shaunna+gonzales
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