This novel covers Faye Becker's quandary about whether or not to tell the truth of what she witnessed when an unarmed Black male is shot and killed by the town's local White troublemaker. Everyone thinks the shooter is guilty, but Faye (to her regret) knows differently. While the shooter has been guilty often in his past, he is not guilty in this particular incident. Will Faye tell the truth or will she lie to keep the peace in her community?
Kevin is an author and entrepreneur who especially loves the creative process of writing. He has been writing for over fifteen years and has eight books to his credit. His published works include several non-fiction projects on a variety of topics such as Christian singleness, a spiritually based motivation book, a coffee table book honoring local senior women at his home church, a Mother’s Day coffee table book and a history of how the Bible came to be. His first fiction book is a witty and entertaining look at one man’s journey to rediscovering an authentic relationship with Christ. His second book centers on one woman’s pursuit of justice with a tinge of revenge in a small, fictional town in SC. He prides himself on writing projects that are different from each other and interesting.
Born in Florida and raised in New Jersey, Kevin lives in Columbia, SC where he is always on a search for the next great interesting book to write. His future projects may be a novel that highlights an ironic twist or a non-fiction work that has something to do with the Bible.
In this excerpt, 60 plus year-old Faye Becker is staring down the barrel of a pistol that is aimed her. To make matters worse, the guy holding the gun pointed at her is the son of the man suspected of killing her husband several decades ago. Feeling like things are beyond her control, she is having a running dialog with a disembodied voice she hopes is an angel or messenger from God. If I could speak for Faye, I am sure she would say to those of you reading this that feel Faye is losing her mind. Hey desperate times call for desperate measures and if a mysterious voice is going to get me out of this predicament, then I am in no position to be picky!
Know Your Weapon
Taking a deep breath, Faye mentally retreated to a place where she could have an urgent conversation with the mysterious force that she immediately decided to refer to simply as “the Voice”. “Okay Voice, what you got? This fool is pointing a gun at me and he looks like he is itching to pull the trigger!” Not fully clear on how this voice presence operated, Faye nonetheless sensed its response in the silence that followed her question. Normally, she would demand an immediate answer to her inquiries. However, with her life in the balance, she was content to let this voice communicate to her in the stillness of the moment. Given her dreadful circumstances, she cynically thought, “What else do I have to lose?”