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Midnight MARATHON Left Behind: the final chapters of ASSASSINS
3 months later
August broke hot and humid in Mount Prospect, and Rayford was nearly as motionless as the wind. The safe house was not air-conditioned, and with the death of half the world’s population since the Rapture, nothing was as it once had been.
An ominous foreboding settled over the house. Tempers were short, nerves raw. The baby was walking now and talking a bit, proving to be the only entertaining diversion. But Kenny was also cranky in the heat, and even Tsion had been known to leave the room when he fussed and Chloe wasn’t quick enough to mollify him.
If the rapture had brought a collective global wail over the loss of loved ones and all children, and the great wrath of the Lamb earthquake had changed where people lived and how they moved about, the judgments since have been even worse. The temporary darkening of the sun, moon, and stars, the scorching of a 3rd of the earth, the poisoning of a 3rd of the water, and now the slaying of more than a billion people… well, Rayford thought, it was a wonder anyone remained sane.
Maybe they hadn’t. Maybe they had all gone mad. Rayford entertained thoughts he knew were ludicrous. Might he still wake up beside his precious but neglected and unappreciated wife Irene, with Raymie down the hall, only 12, Rayford still with time to become the husband and father he should have been? Have this all been a Scrooge type dream giving him a glimpse of what life would be like if he didn’t change his ways?
Could he wakes up a new man, ready to give his life to God, to be the right kind of influence on his daughter, his wife, his son?
Midnight MARATHON Left Behind: the final chapters of ASSASSINS
Midnight MARATHON Left Behind: the final chapters of ASSASSINS