Chapter One November 22, 1963 Dallas, Texas The weather is really something special today, Sarah Jones thought as she strolled through downtown Dallas. She breathed in the wonderfully fresh air and squeezed her husband Bruce’s hand. Bruce leaned over and kissed his wife on the head with a smile and led them across the street. Fifteen years of marriage and…
“What the hell is that?” E yelled to nobody in particular. “What the hell is that?” she repeated and threw an empty coffee mug against the living room wall. The ceramic pieces exploded on impact and danced through the annoying light of the LED lit room. E loved that mug and would realize that fact in a moment, whereupon another,…
Father, are you ok?” the little boy asked as they stood at the top of a great hill overlooking the town far below. The father looked down at his son and forced a smile. “Of course I am, son,” he lied. “You don’t look ok,” his daughter blurted out as she spun cartwheels in the cool grass. “Really?” the father…