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NewAm–The Beginning (part 7)

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As promised, here’s the next installment of my free novelette that shows the beginnings of NewAm. the setting of my new Christian series, Messengers that will re-release on July 5th. I hope you enjoy this free novelette- NewAm—The Beginning.

You can learn more about the series if you click on the
link below. Thanks.

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CHAPTER 13

No one spoke.

“Oh my.” Mama Rose patted Mary’s arm. “Oh my. This is…I don’t know what this is. I’ve never…it’s shocking. I…I don’t even know what to say.”

Pops shook his head. “I don’t care what they say. I’m not giving up my guns. I need them to protect my family. This is still America and I have rights.”

“I’m not sure about that, Pops. It sounds like maybe we don’t.” Mary pointed out.

“It sounds bad, Paul, but you heard them. They have our best interests at heart. It’s going to be OK. I think we can trust them.”

“Why? Because they said so. You heard them. They suspended the Constitution of the United States of America. No election. No guns. No rights. That doesn’t sound like America to me.”

“It’s the NewAmerica. Yesa, it’s different than what we’re used to do but they have our best interests at heart. They said so. I believe them.” Mama Rose kept patting Mary’s arm as she talked. “We have to believe them. We were at war. War changes things.”

 Mary didn’t know what to believe. Finally, she managed to mutter, “But I don’t want to go to the Army. I was supposed to go to college after graduation. I want to be a teacher.”

Her mother’s arms went around her. “She’s too young. She shouldn’t have to go to the army. They can’t make her do that, can they?”

Pop’s voice was shaky. “It sounds as if they’re planning on making her do exactly that—no matter what we want.”

Tears trickled down Mama Rose’s face. “What are we going to do? We can’t just let them take her.”

Mary sobbed.

Pops stood us. “Both of you need to calm down. We’ll get through this together. It’s just like they said, it wasn’t a shooting war. There’s no reason to think it will become one. It was a Technology War. They’ll see how smart you are, Mary. They’ll want to give you more training, probably in computers or something like that. We’ll win this war withith technology not a gun.”

“I don’t want to go.”

“And I don’t want you to go.” Pops looked at them. “I just don’t know what to say. Or what to do. But I know I’m not giving up my guns.”

Mama Rose shook her head. “They’re going to come in to our house and look for guns. If they find them, we’ll all be arrested. We’ll all go to jail. Is that you what you want, Paul? For all of us to go to jail?”

“Of course not.” He stood there staring at them. He took a deep breath. “Mary, you’ve been a Christian much longer than us. What do you think God wants us to do?”

“I’m not sure. I know there are verses that talk about submitting to authority.”

Mama Rose still sat on the couch, shaking her head. “We’ll need to read those verses, but right I don’t think we have a choice. We’re going to have to trust the government. Don’t you think?”

“You’re probably right, Rose. We’re going to have to trust the government. After all, they have our best interests at heart. I sure hope that’s true.”

EPILOGUE

In the end, Pops gave up his guns.

In the end, I went to the National Army Headquarters.

In the end, there were no more elections; but the citizens didn’t mind because the government kept their promise to take care of loyal citizens. They provided everything they needed and wanted as long as we were loyal citizens and followed The Guardian Rules.

And the ones who did mind seemed to disappear until there were no more protests—no more opposition. Only loyal citizens were left.

Mama Rose and Pops and I remained faithful to God, but it wasn’t easy as more and more restrictions were placed on the loyal citizens of NewAmerica.

I was sent to our nation’s capital where I worked for the Guardians of Freedom—the first guardians but certainly not the last. That was where I met, fell in love, and eventually married  Walter Matthias—a First Guardian.

I’ve come to the conclusion there are many kinds of truths. The truth you believe from your own experiences. The truth you’re told from those you trust. The truth others want you to believe when in fact it’s not the truth at all.

But in the end, there is only one “real” truth—God’s truth.

Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life.

I started these journals by saying I had a secret. I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve never shared it before, even though I know I should have. I was afraid of what would happen to me, but I’m not afraid any longer.

As I said, I’m an old lady now. My time here on earth is running out. Soon I will be in the arms of my dear Savior. But before I leave, I want someone to know the truth about NewAm.

Because Walter and I married, I ended up in a unique position to discover some truths about The Guardians of Freedom and NewAm that I’ve never shared—until now.

There was no Tech War.

America wasn’t attacked by enemies who wanted to destroy us. The war was created by those who were in power who didn’t want to give up their power. My husband, Walter Matthias was one of those people.

I would like to say he didn’t know what he was doing. That others tricked him into aiding in the massive deception. but I can’t say that.

He knew exactly what he was doing.

He wanted that power, just as the other First Guardians did.

And then we fell in love.

When I fell in love with Walter, I couldn’t not tell him the truth about God. I had to share my faith in God with him, no matter the consequences. Once again, I trusted God as I had so many times before. I chose to walk in faith not in sight as my Mommy and Daddy taught me. When I gathered up the courage to do so, I told Walter about God.

He believed me.

He became a Christian.

It may be hard to believe that Walter Matthias, one of the First Guardians, believed in God, loved God, and served God by trying to right his wrongs. He tried to mitigate the damage he helped create but to no avail.

By then The Guardians had all the power they needed to quell the truth.

Still in Walter, I saw how God could change a person. Walter went from being a cold and distant husband to the most loving husband I could ever wish for. Others noticed how he changed. They thought it was because of me, but it was all God.

I will end my story by telling you that God loves you and he sent his son to earth so that you could live with him forever in a place called heaven. This is my truth, but it’s also God’s truth.

May God Bless you,

Mary Frances Wayne Matthias

And there you have it! The Beginning of NewAm.

I had so much fun writing this series. It was a complete departure from what I usually write. I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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NewAm–The Beginning(part 3)

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As promised, here’s the next installment of my free novelette that shows the beginnings of NewAm. the setting of my new Christian series, Messengers that will re-release on July 5th. I hope you enjoy this free novelette–MESSENGERS–THE BEGIINNING.

You can learn more about the series if you click on the
link below. Thanks.

AMAZON LINK TO MESSENGERS SERIES

CHAPTER 4

Mary hated living at Miss Sophie’s house. There were lots of kids here and most of them were mean to her—and to everybody else. Nobody hugged her or told her that they loved her like Mommy and Daddy always did.

Mary sat on the couch in Miss Sophie’s office. Her suitcase sat on the floor beside her. She didn’t know why she was here. Miss Sophie told her to put on her best clothes and to be nice.

She was alone in the room, so she didn’t know who she was supposed to be nice to. But she always tried to be nice. Because her Mommy and Daddy told her that’s what Jesus wanted her to do. And Mary wanted to make Jesus happy.

The door opened.

Miss Sophie walked in with two people. She smiled at Mary. “This is your new Mommy and Daddy.”

Mary glared. “I don’t want a new Mommy and Daddy.”

Miss Sophie moved toward her and grabbed her arm then whispered, “You better be nice. This is your last chance. If they don’t want you, you’ll be going to the next proof. Do you understand me?”

Mary nodded.

The woman knelt down in front of her and smiled. “Of course, you don’t want a new Mommy and Daddy. We understand that. You loved them but they’re gone, and you need someone to take care of you. We want to take care of you now, Mary. Would you like that?”

The woman smelled pretty, but Mary didn’t want—didn’t need a new Mommy and Daddy, but she was tired of living here with Miss Sophie.

Miss Sophie wasn’t nice—at all.

Mary didn’t think she even liked kids.

Mary looked past the woman and then at the man. He waved. Mary asked, “Do you like kids?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I never had any before but…you’re not just any kid. I can see that you’re a very special little girl and I like you very much.”

Daddy always told her she was his very special little girl.

She looked back at the woman. “I’m not going to call you Mommy.”

“How about Mama Rose?”

“And you can call me Pops.”

Mary looked back and forth between the man and the woman. “I guess that would be OK.”

“Great. Let’s go home.” Mama Rose reached out her hand to Mary.

Mary took it.

CHAPTER 54

Mary sat in the chair with her legs folded under her and her phone in her hand. She was texting four different people at the same time. One of them in France. She couldn’t wait for him to come to the states so they could meet.

Her adopted mom stuck her head in, “Mary, time for dinner.”

“In a minute, Mama Rose. I’m texting something important.”

“How could you have something that important to say when you just saw them a few hours ago? Come set the table, please.”

“I didn’t just see all of them. We’re texting with Jean-Claude. I can’t wait to meet him when he comes to America next month. Who knows maybe we’ll get married someday and I’ll have little French babies.?.”

“Until that day, I want you to set the table Mary Francesis Wayne.”

“I will. I will. I promise Just give me a minute.”

Mama walked in from the kitchen and gave her the look—the mama look that Mary knew better than to argue with. She put the phone down on the stand but rolled her eyes wheen Mama Rose walked back in the kitchen. “OK. OK. I’m coming.”

“Thank you.”

Mary walked past her and kissed her on the cheek. “No, thank you, Mama Rose. You’re such a good mom. I love you very much.” And she really did. As much as she missed her real Mom and Dad, God had blessed her with wonderful adopted parents.

She hadn’t been very lovable when they brought her to this house. But Mqama Rose and Pops been incredibly patient and kind to her. Slowly, Mary had learned to trust them and then love came after the trust.

Mama Rose flipped the dish towel at her. “What do you want now?”

“Who says I want anything?”

“I say. What do you want?”

“Nothing really. It’s no big deal.”

“No big deal, huh?” Her mom walked back over to the stove.

Mary moved closer as Mama Rose flipped the chicken. “That smells awesome. Fried chicken is my favorite.”

“Like I don’t know that. Now, what do you want?”

“Not much. We want to go to the Friday concert this week, but I got no money.”

“I don’t have any money.” She corrected her English.

“Same problem here.” Mary laughed. “That’s why I need some from you.”

Mama Rose shook her head but smiled. “If you can talk Pops into giving you some, I’ll drive you and your friends to the concert. But I’m not guaranteeing he’ll give you any. That’s between the two of you.”

“Why not? He always does.”

“True but… I’ll just wait until he gets here. We need to have a serious discussion.”

“About what? I didn’t do anything bad at school today. Did I? I don’t remember doing anything bad.”

“Set the table. We’ll talk about it later. After dinner.”

“No. Tell me now. I want to know what I did.”

Pops walked in. “What did you do now?”

“That’s what I want to know, too. Mama said I’m in trouble, but I don’t know what I did. I really don’t remember doing anything bad—at least not too bad.”

“I didn’t say you were in trouble. I said we had something to discuss with you. There’s a difference.”

“We do?” Pops shrugged. “That’s news to me. But if Mama says so then it must be so.”

Mama Rose sighed. “We’ll talk after dinner.”

He looked at Mary. “I guess we have something to discuss with you.”

She winked at Mama Rose. “Before we get to dinner, can I have some money so I can go to the Friday Concert in the Park.?”

“I thought the concerts in the park were free.”

“They are but we want to go for pizza before. And I might want to buy a T-shirt.”

“Trying to hit me up before we have the discussion?”

She grinned and shrugged. “Of course.”

“Smart girl. I’ll give you a tentative yes on that. Let’s see what we have to discuss first. Rose, what is it that we need to discuss?”

“I should have waited until after dinner to bring it up. I don’t want the dinner ruined. I worked very hard making fried chicken.”

“Too late now.” Pops walked over the refrigerator and pulled out a two-liter of soda. “You’ve got both of us curious. And I’m sure Mary won’t be able to enjoy her favorite dinner without knowing. You wouldn’t want to ruin her dinner, would you? Might as well tell us now.”

“Fine.” She walked out of the room. When she came back in, she said, “This is what we need to talk about.”

Mama Rose set Mary’s Bible on the table.