Saturday 22 April 2017

❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝RELEASE BLITZ:The Chosen Path By Jason Hershey🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝RELEASE BLITZ🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

Listen Up Little Flowers...

The Chosen Path By Jason Hershey


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https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16039355.Jason_Hershey


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝BOOKS BY THE AUTHOR🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

To Die To Live - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Die-Live-Jason-Hershey-ebook/dp/B01M71EXWB/ref=la_B01M3UFK3R_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1492186569&sr=1-1


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝EXCERPT🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

4 years earlier….

“What is he wearing?”
“Look at his clothes.”
“How short are those pants?”
I heard it all. Every whisper. Every snide remark. Every put-down. It was hard
going to school each day. My clothes were hand-me- downs. They didn’t fit
most of the time and I didn't have a name brand pair of shoes. I didn’t have
many friends and I usually hung out on my own. I was the kid no one ever
noticed, the one too quickly forgotten. Unless you wanted to make fun of
someone. Then I was your man. I kept my head down, went to class and went
home. My freshman year was terrible. The teachers seemed to like me, but my
peers thought I was a freak.
Today was different for me. Today was the school science fair. I had been
working on my potato light for a couple of weeks. Mr. Charles had been helping
me every day after school. This was the opportunity to accomplish something
just for me. I was excited to show my mom what I had been working on. I
wanted to give her something she could be proud of. I stayed focused till the
bell rang and made my way through the whispers and put downs as I walked out
of the school. I ran all the way home. Some due to the excitement of getting
home and partly to slip past the neighborhood gangsters.
I bounded up the stairs and crashed into the house, letting the metal screen door
bang behind me. My mom was lying on the couch. She didn’t even flinch when
I entered the house. “Mom. Tonight’s the show.” I said a million miles an hour.
“I have to be there by six.”
“Baby. My head is killing me.” My mom had her hands over her eyes. “Go get
me an ice pack.” Her voice was slow and her speech was slurred. I went to the
kitchen and returned a minute later with a bag of frozen peas. “Now go watch
TV and let me sleep.”
I grudgingly went to my room. I was bouncing off the wall with excitement. I
sat and tried to finish my homework, but I couldn't focus. I got up and stared at
my project on my desk. A sense of pride and accomplishment swept over me. I
hadn’t had a lot of positives in my life. This was one.
I spent the next hour and a half fiddling with my project and checking on my
mom. She was out cold. I went in and covered her up with a blanket and went
back to my room. I wanted her to be there for me tonight.
“Mom. We got to get ready to go.” I shook her. She moaned and rolled over on
her side, the bag of peas, now warm and mushy, falling to the floor. “Mom! You
have to get up.”
“I need to sleep, Baby.” She pushed my hands away from her, ignoring my
pleas to get up.
“I’m going to be late.” I kneeled down and kissed her cheek. “Please, mom. You
have to get up.”
“Let me sleep a minute.” She opened her eyes, fighting the light, and then
closed them again. “I still need to get dressed and take a shower.”
I looked at her, to the clock, then back to her. “Get up and get dressed and meet
me at the school.” I didn’t have a choice. If I waited for her, I would be late.
“OK baby. I’m going to get up right now.” Her speech was almost a whisper
and she smelled stale and moldy, like clothes that sit in the washer too long.


❀ღ✿•* ̈`☆🐝🐝AUTHOR BIO🐝🐝☆ ̈`*•✿ღ❀

I am originally from Phoenix, Arizona, currently residing in Cuyahoga Falls , Ohio. I have a BS in elementary education from Bethel College in North Newton, Kansas, where I also played football. I am married and have three children. I currently teach Pre-K children the fine points of reading and writing.

I have always been a writer having written poems and stories my whole life. I am humbled and flattered at the outpouring of support for this book as they take the journey with Theo and connect with the character I've created.


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