Good morning friends and readers. Today was supposed to be the kick off day for the free book promotion for my newest story of "Trinity and the Sad Child." Unfortunately, I didn't get up early enough this morning, or stay up late enough last night to initiate the promotion.
Sadly, the book is out but not for free today. However, tomorrow it will be out guaranteed and shall run for five days as a free Kindle download. When I did the free download for my previous two books, the first one was downloaded by thirty people and the second one was downloaded by eighteen people. I'd love to see this one out perform the previous two combined. It's a free book and about forty pages long.
Our story begins with Trinity shoveling driveways in the snow covered town of Westrock. She begins with her own, and then offers to do it for people in the neighborhood. She shovels the drives for whatever money that the customers think is fair or whatever they are willing to spare for her.
As she is about to move on to the house on the corner, she sees a car with an army sergeant within. He gets out of the car and approaches the house that Trinity was about to see if they needed shoveling. She looks to see what's happening but she's interrupted by her friend Colin. He asks her if she would like to make snow angels and snowmen together.
Suddenly, they are both startled by a wailing cry of shock and disbelief from the lady that lives on the corner. Her son comes out to join her, and together they cry and hold each other for comfort. They go inside of their home with the army sergeant.
The kids are left to wonder what this was all about. Colin asked Trinity who lived there. Trinity tells Colin that was Mrs. Song and her son David. Colin asks where Mr. Song is and she tells him that he was drafted to go to Korea, just like their fathers. A sinking feeling in Trinity's heart tells her that the army sergeant carried bad news about the fate of Mr. Song to the doorstep of his family.
This story is devoted for all of our service members in the armed forces, for their families, for our veterans, and for all of those who did not make it home.