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Marcus Grey's Son
One day Teller Grey is training to be a Marine snipe. The next day he is an orphan, the guardian of nine children ages one to thirteen. His military career is gone. His future is uncertain. While struggling to deal with his grief, learning to parent his siblings and cousins, and wondering if he will ever have the time or energy to have a personal life, Teller's already complicated life becomes overwhelming when complaints and threats against his family turn into vandalism on his property and attacks against him and his kids. To protect those he loves, Teller must use everything he learned in three years as a Marine. Oorah! DAY ZERO — Sunday, July 25
Every thump of dirt against the coffins was a knife through his heart. Every sob from the children around him was the death of his past and the birth of his future. “Father, into your hands we commend the souls of these four believers.” Corporal Grey, report to the Commander’s office immediately. Corporal Grey to the Commander’s office. “Bless these dear children left here with us for a time longer.” Corporal Grey reporting as ordered. There’s a phone call for you, Corporal. “Please grant the adults in these young lives the wisdom to guide them as their parents would, with love and discipline.” Hello? Teller Grey? Yes. This is James Engels, your parents’ attorney. I have some bad news for you. “May these fine young people grow up strong and courageous and honorable, continuing down the path their parents set them on.” Bad news? There’s been an accident. Holding his youngest cousin, Sammy, and his youngest brother, Peter, Teller Grey turned away from the four open wounds in the soil and walked slowly back to the rented, twelve-passenger van. The seven other children trailed after him, six clinging to his coat sleeves or pant legs as if he would disappear if they didn’t hold on tightly. And why wouldn’t they feel that way, Teller thought, as he buckled children into car seats and made sure seatbelts were fastened. Their whole world had been stripped away by a jack-knifing semi. In an explosion of rubber and screech of metal the ten children had gone from beloved sons and daughters to orphans. “Teller,” a quiet voice spoke behind him. He turned to find James Engels, the families’ attorney, standing there, his face solemn. “Can you come to the office tomorrow morning first thing?” Mr. Engels was the one who contacted him at the USMC Sniper School at Kaneohe Bay, Hawaii to tell him about the accident that killed his parents and his aunt and uncle. The accident that changed his future. Mr. Engels was the one who asked him if he was needed at home more than the Marines needed another sniper. More than he needed the Marines. Mr. Engels had been right about Teller being needed at home. He wasn’t sure yet about how much he needed the Marines, not that it mattered now. Teller nodded. “Sure. What time?” They agreed on nine o’clock. James Engels moved away then stopped and looked back. “Come alone. We need to discuss some things privately.” Then he was gone, leaving Teller curious and apprehensive. His thirteen-year-old brother, Jackson, looked at him sullenly. “What’s he gonna tell you that we can’t hear?” “I don’t know, Jacks. Guess I’ll find out.” Jackson jerked his angry eyes toward the window, and Teller slid the side-door shut. Something else he’d have to do. Buy a van big enough for ten people including three car seats. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. So many things to do, so many things to remember, he’d hardly had time to process the huge hole left in his life by his dead parents and his dead dreams. — from Day Zero, Marcus Grey's Son Enjoy a peek inside with Amazon's Free sample feature.
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