Black Windows

G. Harrison A.

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The surf was not as high here as some he had pushed through in the past. All the same, he slowed down after crossing the reef line and the surf died away. By now, both women were standing there on the beach and it looked like they were wearing only bras and panties. His eyes took in the exposed flesh as he let a lecherous smile spread across his face. He pinched himself to see if he was dreaming and jumped at the pain. This was real and he was not in heaven either.

Informations

• Publié par: A. G. Harrison
• Date de parution: 29 juillet 2021
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781839783470
• Langue: English

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Black Windows
 
 
Book series: “Coral Bay”
 
 
Part 4
 
 
Series by A. G. Harrison
 
 
Publication as of July 2021
 
Introduction by A. G. Harrison
 
Introduction
 
From the time human felt the necessity to communicate, he realized the value of the written word and wrote by drawing on cave walls, clay tablets, stones, papyrus, parchment, paper, and today, with the development of technology, he has created e-books.
 
The object "book" is classified in industrial products, but at the same time it is a cultural good. Personally, I emphasize both of its dimensions, but mainly in its cultural dimension. I consider the book to be the most important expression of culture because quite simply, in addition to being the same work of art, it supports all other expressions of culture.
 
As an industrial product, through the many stages of its creation and before it reaches the hands of the reader, it financially supports a wide range of professions, such as writers, philologists, translators, designers, publishers, paper merchants, printing houses, bookbinders, distributors and, finally, bookstores… Let us not forget, of course, that today it also greatly supports the huge online market industry.
 
The governments of many countries, studying and delving into the economic benefits of the book, have invested and supported this industry in various ways, which flourished and offered them great financial gains.
 
Starting with the Sumerians, Babylonians and other peoples of Mesopotamia, who wrote on clay tablets, Egyptians and Romans, who wrote on papyrus, the Jews on parchment, the evolution with handwritten books images in the Middle Ages in Europe, the creation of the first wooden typographic elements and paper by the Chinese, who printed the first books, the discovery of metallic elements by the German Johannes Gutenberg during the Renaissance and the really rapid development of printing in 1450 until 1456 and, finally, during the 19th-20th century the Industrial Revolution, which makes the production of the book flourish are some examples of the value of the written word.
 
The agony and effort of all these civilized societies, over time, in various parts of the world, teaches us that the book is an integral part of human existence.
 
Throughout this course the book records and transports from the depths of the centuries ancient civilizations, which teach us about the mistakes that we can avoid or imitate the achievements of our ancestors and adopt timeless principles and values, supplies for survival. but also the evolution of the human species.
 
By reading a book, we have the opportunity to create with our imagination the heroes of history, landscapes, various objects, etc. In the pages of a book, the author, in addition to his study, research, experiences, also expresses his feelings. He makes us members of his own world and gives us the opportunity to learn.
 
It helps us to acquire knowledge but also to enrich our vocabulary, improving our own writing.
 
It contributes to our mental alertness, increases the ability to focus, improves our memory, helps to develop our analytical mental abilities, entertains us, calms us down and helps reduce stress.
 
Of course, apart from the importance of touch and contact with a hot material, reading a quality book contributes significantly and decisively to our self-education, the cultivation of critical thinking, the upgrading of our aesthetics and consequently contributes to our quality of life.
 
It conveys art, informs, cultivates the spirit and the soul, elevates intelligence, finds solutions to problems, conveys messages, circulates ideas, forms consciences.
 
I hope my books convey a message of personal experiences and you could find segments of your own truth as well.
 
Thank you in advance for being here and being ready to start reading.
Chapter One
 
Previously
 
On Rawaki, after another supper of raw fish and drinking a whole bottle of Coke apiece, the women sat outside their shelter talking.
 
“Penny, do you remember when you told me about the gardener’s son, the one you were in love with? What did your dad say about this accident when he died?”
 
“He told me that if I ever pulled anything like that again, especially with a piece of trash like that, he’d pull my pants down and spank me like the baby I was acting like. For nearly a month he drummed it into me about thinking with my head instead of my,” she looked at Connie and got a sheepish look on her face before continuing, “cunt.” Once she said the word she had to look away. She was embarrassed over her language.
 
“How did you meet John?” Connie asked, changing directions.
 
“His father brought him in to meet me and they stayed for supper that night. It seemed like after that he was there a few times a week. About a month later he asked me out over a pot- roast dinner at our house and my dad told him that I would be glad to go to the opera with him, and he did this without even waiting for me to make up my own mind. I hate the opera, but I went anyway. Two weeks later we were sleeping together, and dad knew about that too.”
 
“Why’d you marry him? Why not just sleep with him?”
 
“My dad is the one who insisted we get married. He said that if the press had taken photos of us going here or there and if they even thought we were screwing around without being married, that we’d be one step away from making the tabloids. He said if I didn’t marry John, he was sending me to a convent in Spain. I hate Spain and he knows it.”
 
“Penny, what I’m about to tell you is important and I’m not saying this to hurt you. I just think you should consider it, that’s all.”
 
“What? Are you going to tell me you knew my husband too? I know he was a well-known playboy, but we did have something together, even if it wasn’t love.”
 
“This isn’t about John, it’s about your father. From what you’ve told me, I think he’s the one who had your gardener lover killed and I also think he’s the one responsible for our crash landing.” Connie fell silent and watched Penny, and tried to gauge her response, but it was difficult in the dim light of the moon.
 
Penny looked out at the water for several minutes before she said, “For some time now I have been thinking the exact same thing about Pablo, but I was afraid to say anything to anyone for fear of being made fun of. I hate it when people laugh at me.”
 
For the next hour, the two women talked about the possibilities and ramifications of being found, especially now that they suspected Garret Savine of trying to murder them. If Penny’s stepdad had really set this up, he would definitely not be happy about Penny showing up alive, especially just before his party’s conventions and the up and coming elections. It was evident to the girls that he wanted to be President more than anything else in the world and it was also becoming increasingly clear that he was willing do whatever, to whomever, in order to become President.
 
But any way the women looked at it, this was all speculation. As it stood now, they did not have one single shred of evidence to support their theory.
 
**♥**
 
It was five in the morning, D.C. time, when Garret Savine made the phone call to Mahajd Said on his private secure line.
 
After the usual hello’s, Garret asked, “Did you get Hawaii taken care of?”
 
“Yes, that’s taken care of. Shut-up and listen. The Hawaii link has been plugged for good so quit worrying about it. All you have to do is weather the storm in the coming weeks and win the election this fall, that’s your job, nothing else. You remember to stay focused and don’t let the press pressure you into saying something stupid,” Mahajd demanded.