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Maybe Later

Baby's Breath
By Debbie Pinkham

Series Description:

     A sadistic madman has taken over a daycare.

     In one classroom, a single mom, wounded, goes into labor, so afraid her baby will be born before the police can rescue them.  Then, the gunman will know she, and her precious, unborn child, are alive.  In hard labor, she is trying to be as still, and as quiet, as she can be.

     Another teacher, who has ties to the gunman, hopes, and prays, she can talk him down before he hurts anyone else, especially their son, also in the daycare.  

     The last other surviving adult, a fellow teacher, is held hostage with the rest of the surviving children, in the common room, holding out hope she, and the children, will survive, with no more bloodshed.

     As the small, close-knit town hears of all this, parents, family, and friends gather outside, with police, and SWAT teams, to pray, and comfort each other, wondering, and hoping their loved ones are not among the dead inside.   

Category: Fiction Book Chapters
Updated: Quarterly
Status: Completed



Notes:

     I, on purpose, didn't use names in this book.  I didn't want to put names on these people who fought for their lives in this place.  They are everyday, ordinary human beings, like you and me, who have already died in schools, around our nation, in mass gun shootings, and single shootings.  The faces here, are their faces, and the names here, are their names.







Series Description:

     A sadistic madman has taken over a daycare.

     In one classroom, a single mom, wounded, goes into labor, so afraid her baby will be born before the police can rescue them.  Then, the gunman will know she, and her precious, unborn child, are alive.  In hard labor, she is trying to be as still, and as quiet, as she can be.

     Another teacher, who has ties to the gunman, hopes, and prays, she can talk him down before he hurts anyone else, especially their son, also in the daycare.  

     The last other surviving adult, a fellow teacher, is held hostage with the rest of the surviving children, in the common room, holding out hope she, and the children, will survive, with no more bloodshed.

     As the small, close-knit town hears of all this, parents, family, and friends gather outside, with police, and SWAT teams, to pray, and comfort each other, wondering, and hoping their loved ones are not among the dead inside.   

Category: Fiction Book Chapters
Updated: Quarterly
Status: Completed


Notes:

     I, on purpose, didn't use names in this book.  I didn't want to put names on these people who fought for their lives in this place.  They are everyday, ordinary human beings, like you and me, who have already died in schools, around our nation, in mass gun shootings, and single shootings.  The faces here, are their faces, and the names here, are their names.