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Excerpt From “George”

“My brethren…I implore you to pray for my lost daughter and her friend…whoever he may be…” Reverend Kilgore preached to his “flock” that night at his church. He and his wife hadn’t heard anything in regards to Babs or the sedan. The boy? Who cares. Babs mom was beside herself with grief, and just wanted her little girl back home in one piece.
“Why did she run away Reverend? Who did she run away with?” one of the parishioners asked bluntly, catching the good reverend off guard.
“That’s a personal matter, Mr.White…but thank you for your thoughts and prayers!” Reverend Kilgore thanked him, sounding more like a spokesman than a father. If news got out why Babs did run away, he knew he and his family would be shamed out of town. He was doing the Lord’s work for the lost people of Sparrow and the surrounding area. He had to keep his image as a man of god, no matter what.
“I heard she was running around with that Johnny Sumpter!” an old lady stood up and said, “You know he used to be on the football team, before he got hurt…but he’s a little punk anyway!” she added, then waved her fan in disgust before sitting back down.
Another parishioner stood up, “Yeah, his old man owns the garage at the end of town…good guy.” he said, “But Johnny won’t have anything to do with him..”
The Reverend threw up his hands to calm them down, “Like I said, Brother Robinson, this is a personal matter and we need your prayers please.” he smiled a nervous smile, then glanced over to his wife in the front row. Their eyes locked, knowing that maybe they can’t hide the facts forever. Time will tell, but for now they want Babs back and that punk-ass Johnny-boy in jail. God will deal with him in time.

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Hello, Darlin’…

After a long hiatus, I promise to start posting again on here. I’ve been spending most of my time on Facebook and Twitter lately, mostly sharing links and doing minor updates.

I’ve also spent alot of time promoting my Facebook page, R.B.Bailey Jr…and it’s up to 38,000+ likes so far. I haven’t posted on Youtube for awhile, either. I can’t quite get the fans in my preferred areas of the world, but I’ll keep trying.

My last story was “The Courageous Girl With The Special Gift”…and I finished that (unillustrated) nearly a year ago. “George” still isn’t finished, so if I can find my beat and get started back on it…I need to finish that up. That’s the problem with starting a story, then stopping…you lose that beat, vision, ryhtm…whatever you want to call it. It kinda changes flavors, when you pick up and start writing the same story after a while. We’ll see how it goes…and I7ll keep you updated.

“Ryo”, my film adaption of “The New Neighbor”, is still on the table. Gotta get out and start casting and filming, somehow. I know I’ll be doing alot of the work myself, but I want to see it through. I have to. So far, I did cobble together a nice program introduction video for the company I work for, and it was well received by top brass…so that made me proud.

A major book retailer here in Japan, Kinokuniya, stocked a copy of “The New Neighbor” on its shelves, back late last year. Sales are nil, but at least I made it that far, so far. Gotta get up off my ass and start huckstering this thing on the streets, I reckon.

On a personal note, my son Alex starts elementary school in April, so we’re excited about that. He has come a long way this past year, and we couldn’t be prouder!

More later…

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“Echoes” by Ewen Munro

A short story about a man who loses his sight in a car crash, and shares his experience of being blind. Written by fellow writer, Ewen Munro.

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“The Zoo Trip”

This is a very short story that I wrote as an ESL book, that never materialized (yet). It gives reference to many different themes of vocabulary, so I’m proud of it! Enjoy your quick trip to the zoo…

The Zoo Trip

Written By R.B.Bailey Jr

©2016 R.B.Bailey Jr

All Rights Reserved

This story teaches about colors, clothing, places and animals.

To become familiar with their new town, Scott and his family decided the best place to start would be the zoo. The night before their special trip, Scott laid out the pants, blue shirt and shoes that he wanted to wear for that day, his mother did the same with her skirt, and his father did the same with his yellow hat.

When they arrive, Scott notices the outside walls of the zoo are painted red and green, and the cages inside the zoo are black.

“Hello!” Scott says to the man at the ticket booth.

“Hi!” The man replies, “Can I help you?”

“Yes, Three please.” Gary hands thirty dollars to the attendant.

“Here you are!” The man hands Scott’s father three tickets.

“Thank You!” Gary smiles.

“You’re welcome!” The man smiles as the family walks through the gate.

Scott has seen animals many times in his life, he has a cat, his mother has a dog, and his uncle has plenty of cows, ducks, horses, sheep, pigs and chicks running around on his farm. The zoo is very large, so they can only see a few animals before noon. The first animals that they visit are the elephants and koalas. Donna wanted to see the lions and the monkeys, who were turning and jumping from one bar to the next. Gary wanted to check out the tigers, which were walking in circles around their cage.

After taking in some of the sights, the family is very hungry, so they decide to stop by the zoo’s cafeteria for lunch. They are lucky that they only have to stand in line for a couple of minutes. All three decide that they want spaghetti with Italian sausage to eat, and chocolate ice cream for dessert.

In the afternoon, the other animals that they are also eager to see are the birds, foxes, pandas, giraffes and hippos. The bears were the last animals they visited before they left that evening. Scott thinks that maybe people have the opportunity to see squirrels, rabbits, and an occasional mouse almost daily, that’s why they aren’t kept in zoos.

As Scott said goodbye to the attendant at the gate, he could still hear the sounds of the animals on the other side of the wall that separates their worlds.