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we’ll get some sweet tea and get to know each other."
Beth agreed and they went into the house. The rest of the women stayed away and waited for the inevitable fight. They came out of the house about an hour later laughing and acting as if they were best friends.
Steve walked up to Beth, gave her a hug and said, “Y’all cost me two extra hours of guard duty. Several of us bet that there would be a fight.”
Ann hit him on one arm while Beth hit him on the other.
John and Gus helped get the vehicles unloaded and made sure everyone had a new home, then went into the barn and compared notes on the past several weeks.
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Chapter 7
Day after Independence Day
Smyrna, TN
Dec 21, 2048
They all had a good breakfast, then went to their rooms and got ready for church. They had started a tradition of attending church on the day after the Independence Day celebration. Josh came out of his room and bumped into two men who were obviously security guards. They moved out of the way and stood by the front door. Josh walked into the living room and saw another pair of guards by the front door. He expected to see security for the ex-president on the ISA, but this appeared to be overkill.
Most of the family was in the living room with John keeping things lively and stirred up. He was dressed in a suit and tie so he was not rolling in the floor, but was still playing with his grandkids. He heard steps on the stairs and turned to see Lindsey and Jenn walk down the stairs. They were two of the most beautiful women that he had ever seen. They both had M4s and bulletproof vests in their hands.
Jenn smiled at him and said, “Just like the Swiss, every adult in the ISA is armed and ready to protect our country. We are on high alert today because of the 25 th anniversary of the Republic.”
They all began walking out to the waiting cars when Josh noticed that there were three limousines and a dozen up-armored Humvees making up a rather impressive convoy. John motioned for Josh to join Beth and him in the middle car. Josh got in and saw that the windows were about an inch thick. These were bulletproof cars built for the leaders of this country. Josh slapped his head as he remembered that several of the founding “Fathers” of this country surrounded him. They would be a prime target for any enemies foreign or domestic.
John and Beth filled Josh in on the events planned for the day and Jenn gave him advice on what to do if there was an attack.
Josh asked, “Are you really worried about a real attack or is this just a way to remind me that you still have enemies after all of these years. After all, there have been no hostilities between the two countries in years.”
John replied, “That’s what your country tells you. We have averaged six attacks a year since the last war. Just five months ago, those bastards tried to bomb the kindergarten that my grandkids attend. We will eventually unleash holy hell on the USA and you had better not go back over the border. You appear to be a great guy and I can’t hold Scott back much longer.”
They drove for about fifteen minutes through a very scenic route and arrived in front of a majestic old church with massive oak trees lining the street. The preacher was at the front door greeting everyone and shaking hands. The preacher was a very distinguished young black man that could have passed for a politician running for office.
Billy “Gus” Harris was thirty-six, six foot two and built like a basketball player. He had fought in every battle since he was fourteen, but followed his heart to serve the Lord. He had a Glock 9mm in a shoulder holster and a bible in his left hand. His favorite motto was “The Lord takes care of those who take care of themselves.” After the last person entered the church, the pastor came in and waited until the choir stopped singing and welcomed the congregation and
Beth agreed and they went into the house. The rest of the women stayed away and waited for the inevitable fight. They came out of the house about an hour later laughing and acting as if they were best friends.
Steve walked up to Beth, gave her a hug and said, “Y’all cost me two extra hours of guard duty. Several of us bet that there would be a fight.”
Ann hit him on one arm while Beth hit him on the other.
John and Gus helped get the vehicles unloaded and made sure everyone had a new home, then went into the barn and compared notes on the past several weeks.
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Chapter 7
Day after Independence Day
Smyrna, TN
Dec 21, 2048
They all had a good breakfast, then went to their rooms and got ready for church. They had started a tradition of attending church on the day after the Independence Day celebration. Josh came out of his room and bumped into two men who were obviously security guards. They moved out of the way and stood by the front door. Josh walked into the living room and saw another pair of guards by the front door. He expected to see security for the ex-president on the ISA, but this appeared to be overkill.
Most of the family was in the living room with John keeping things lively and stirred up. He was dressed in a suit and tie so he was not rolling in the floor, but was still playing with his grandkids. He heard steps on the stairs and turned to see Lindsey and Jenn walk down the stairs. They were two of the most beautiful women that he had ever seen. They both had M4s and bulletproof vests in their hands.
Jenn smiled at him and said, “Just like the Swiss, every adult in the ISA is armed and ready to protect our country. We are on high alert today because of the 25 th anniversary of the Republic.”
They all began walking out to the waiting cars when Josh noticed that there were three limousines and a dozen up-armored Humvees making up a rather impressive convoy. John motioned for Josh to join Beth and him in the middle car. Josh got in and saw that the windows were about an inch thick. These were bulletproof cars built for the leaders of this country. Josh slapped his head as he remembered that several of the founding “Fathers” of this country surrounded him. They would be a prime target for any enemies foreign or domestic.
John and Beth filled Josh in on the events planned for the day and Jenn gave him advice on what to do if there was an attack.
Josh asked, “Are you really worried about a real attack or is this just a way to remind me that you still have enemies after all of these years. After all, there have been no hostilities between the two countries in years.”
John replied, “That’s what your country tells you. We have averaged six attacks a year since the last war. Just five months ago, those bastards tried to bomb the kindergarten that my grandkids attend. We will eventually unleash holy hell on the USA and you had better not go back over the border. You appear to be a great guy and I can’t hold Scott back much longer.”
They drove for about fifteen minutes through a very scenic route and arrived in front of a majestic old church with massive oak trees lining the street. The preacher was at the front door greeting everyone and shaking hands. The preacher was a very distinguished young black man that could have passed for a politician running for office.
Billy “Gus” Harris was thirty-six, six foot two and built like a basketball player. He had fought in every battle since he was fourteen, but followed his heart to serve the Lord. He had a Glock 9mm in a shoulder holster and a bible in his left hand. His favorite motto was “The Lord takes care of those who take care of themselves.” After the last person entered the church, the pastor came in and waited until the choir stopped singing and welcomed the congregation and
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