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Invaders New Poem

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Invaders

Where the apples fall
Bouncing like so many balls
Settling at last
Along come the intruders
From land and air
They all enjoy and share

The crop is ruined
And the fruit is polluted
Infiltration is executed
Whomsoever thought they were stupid
The human was the thickest
Outsmarted by the insect

The worm and slater
Were there later
First to arrive was the fly
Inserts it’s eggs where the fruit lie
The damage was done
The fruit fly had won

Four seasons would pass
Once again the insects arrive
They always survive
Though Orchardist did strive
The insects were always alive
Again, came the flies

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New Novel In Progress

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New Novel In Progress

Below is an excerpt from one of the new novels I am working on, chapter 8, scene 2.

“We want this guy as much if not more than you do.”

“Really?”

“He has been implicated in various violent crimes, drug running, extortion etc. You name it and he has probably done it.”

“What I propose is for you to return home and let him come to you. We can put officers in your neighbours houses. You sit tight in your home. Or at least that’s what he will think you are doing. We have a WPC who has similar build as yourself plus her hair is the same colour and length as yours. When she arrives at your home we will let it out on the grapevine that you are back.”

“We can also offer you protection by the means of providing you with a new identity and relocation of you and your sons to another area.”

“Do I get to choose where I move to?”

“Of course.”

“So what will happen to the policewoman? I mean she could get hurt.”

“WPC Haley Dodd is a very capable woman, so do not concern yourself there. The moment Grady breaks into your home we move in and arrest him for home invasion with intent to do harm. That gets him off the streets while your case comes to court.”

“What about bail? He will come for us as soon as he is out on bail, won’t he?

“The first thing we need to do is for you to collect your kids and let us place you in protective custody. I have already convinced DCI Higgins that it will be worth the cost of the man-hours involved in such an operation.”

“WPC Dodd will drive your car of course.”

“So you are telling me that my children and I need to be virtually imprisoned for this to work,” stated Kathleen.

“Better to do this than have him or his thugs get to you.”

Kathleen sat in silence for a while and then said, “I need to think about this. I can not make a decision like this immediately.”

Bill handed her his card, “Call me when you decide. But please do not do anything rash.”

Kathleen took the outstretched card, “Am I free to go now?”

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The Widows Blade Excerpt

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The Widows Blade Excerpt

This is a work in progress titled, The Widows Blade.

It was only three months after their second son, who they named Matthew, was born that Kathleen’s husband was given a tour of duty in Afghanistan. The tour was to last twelve months. Kathleen was devastated. She was now to be on her own with the two boys for an entire year. She had been aware that this could happen but never in a million years thought that it actually would.

Somehow, though, she managed to get into a routine of getting Ben to school, Matt to Child Care, do her own job as a teacher, collect both children from the after school care facility and cook, clean and maintain a decent household. She really did not have any time to worry about her husband, But she was overjoyed when his tour of duty was finished and he was back home where he belonged. She was now guaranteed to have him by her side for a year, possibly, hopefully, more.

Kathleen’s husband was given a second, and then a third tour of duty in Afghanistan. They both knew that no-one ever did more than three tours and were even slightly pleased with this last posting because that would nearly take Matthew to the end of his ten-year contract. She and the children all waved goodbye to him happy in the knowledge that this would be his last time away from home.