Contest, new series, excerpt
[image error]Ron Hawkins and I agreed to go with this picture of him after he gave his daughter such a hard time yesterday.
I wanted to tell you about the third book in the Army Brat series, titled Millennial Girl. The reason Asha cannot tell you about it is because the book is about her…when she is 23 years-old in the year 2025.
Millennial Girl is about Asha becoming the first female to earn the prestigious Green Beret and is the first book in a series featuring her role as a Special Forces operative. Personally selected by the president, she will eventually lead a new agency that specializes in fighting the world-wide epidemic of Human Trafficking.
I also wanted to remind readers about an ongoing contest. Currently, there is a gap, between Love in the House of War and The Hawkins: Army of One, of twelve years. I’m looking for an aspiring author who would like to write a novel, novella, or a short story about Asha’s life between the ages of one and twelve. Of course, you would need to read the other two books and maybe her Ramblins’ to “paint” an accurate picture of her character.
The second contest is very similar, except the next gap is between her ages of thirteen and twenty-three. This book can also be a novel, novella, or short story covering the time period between The Hawkins: Army of One and Millennial Girl. These gaps were intentional to provide the opportunity through author-reader participation. If you are interested in participating, please respond to one of the following contact links:
https://wordpress.com/post/scottameehan.wordpress.com/775
https://www.ptsio.org/single-post/2017/10/13/Contest-new-series-excerpt
https://www.ptsio.org/single-post/2017/10/13/Contest-new-series-excerpt
scott.a.meehan@gmail.com
scott_meehan@yahoo.com
I am now going to close with an excerpt from The Hawkins: Army of One involving a conversation between Master Sergeant Ron Hawkins and his daughter, Asha Hawkins, just before he is deployed on a Top-Secret mission.
Asha waited patiently for her dad to finish with Caleb. She sat on the side of the bed when he peered around the door. Patting the spot next to her, she said, “Right here, dad. I need a word with you.”
Ron chuckled as he sat down. “Oh, you do, do ya?”
“Yes, and I have an order to give you,” Asha began sternly as if being in the military.
“Yes, ma’am!” Ron answered, sitting rigidly.
“You will complete your mission safely,” she said with emphasis, “and come back quickly so you can take me on a father-daughter date!”
“Well now, that sounds like an order I better follow to the letter.”
“And—and we will both be such a cool couple and in perfect health…right dad?”
“Oh, you betcha,” Ron interjected noticing that Asha’s voice had trailed with a little quiver before she finished. Placing his arm around her he added, “Yes, Ma’am! My beautiful angel, it’s a date!”
“Oh, dad,” Asha managed just before breaking down with sobs.
Ron held his daughter, running his hand through her hair and kissing her on the forehead. “God will be with me Asha. Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Please be strong for your mother and me. She’ll really need you.”
Asha tried to stop crying abruptly and began wiping away her tears. “I—I’m sorry dad, I…”
“No, no, no, it’s okay, Asha. You have every right to feel the way you do. I’m gonna really miss you, girl!” Ron said, trying to hold the tears back himself. “I will take you to anyplace you want to go on our date…as soon as I get back.”
Asha smiled. “Promise me you’ll come back dad.”
Ron stared into his twelve-year-old daughter’s brown glistening eyes. “I promise Asha.”
“I love you dad.”
“I love you too, honey. I love you so much,” he stressed while holding her close. “Now try to get some sleep, alright?”
“It will be very hard to do.”
“Would you like me to read you a book?” Ron asked jokingly.
Biting her lower lip, Asha answered, “Um—could you just quote me something comforting?”
“Sure can. ‘Over everything Gods glory will be a canopy. It will be a shelter and shade from the heat of the day, and a refuge and hiding place from the storm and rain.”
“Thanks dad. Was that from the Bible?”
“Yep—Isaiah chapter 4.”
As Ron got up to leave, Asha reached into the drawer of her night stand and pulled out her Bible, stopping at the Table of Contents. “I found it.”
“Goodnight Asha.”
Asha jumped from the bed and wrapped her arms around Ron. “Goodnight dad—and don’t forget your promise.”
Looking over Asha’s shoulder while returning her hug, he spotted the Bible left on her bed. “Never.”
SaM
