This is a domestic terrorist, Tom Clancy or Robert Patterson-style story. I started writing this story in July 2001, and I stopped on 9/11, and it's been languishing in my Zombie file ever since. I don't know if I'll ever get back to it. but I wanted to share it with you,
A devoted husband’s world is shattered when his deeply trusted wife, now a ministry leader at a megachurch, rekindles a secret relationship with her former boyfriend—none other than the church’s charismatic pastor. When she returns from what was supposed to be a spiritual retreat, the husband discovers damning evidence of betrayal. Consumed by heartbreak and fury, he begins to plot a calculated revenge, setting the stage for a dramatic unraveling of trust, faith, and justice.
Millie's Vast Expanse Offered up for your approval, the life and times of one Elizabeth "Shortcake" Dyer, a woman slight of stature, with an enormous intellect, who pursues retribution with a dogged determination that would make a bulldog proud. A deeply scared woman who never wallowed in self-pity but channeled her rage to helping others. When she ran into brick walls in the pursuit of justice, she manufactured vengeance, for, after all, vengeance has its own sufficiency.
INTRODUCTION: Some people are just too damned stupid to appreciate the value of what they have until they don't. They later wail about how unjust it is that it's impossible to undo the damage they did that has cost them (and their trusting victim) everything. True justice is that their suffering is tenfold when they're finally forced to face the reality that the word impossible means what it means.