I have another new book to spotlight courtesy of WorldWind Book Tours!
Hey bloggers, it's been a while. and as always, I apologize. But thanks for checking back and visiting as often as you do and I hope that you'll check out this new book Bobby's Trials if its in your genre. Keep reading below for an excerpt of the book!
Synopsis: A real-life, true crime memoir about the incredible story of a poor teenage Oklahoma farm boy who was charged with murdering his mother and sister in cold blood and then burning down the family home in a supposed attempt to cover up his crimes and his ten-year court battle to clear his name. In the early morning hours of June 19, 1963, just four days before he was supposed to leave for basic training, Bobby Wilson was awakened by his mother. She held a loaded gun to his head, and had a crazy, yet familiar, look in her eyes. Alongside his sister, Bobby had suffered her rants for years, but tonight was different. Bobby knew without a doubt that the demons his mother had struggled with for years had their sights on him. He realizes he has nowhere to turn and nowhere to run, but he has no idea that the nightmare has just begun. It is a nightmare that changes the course of his life and will ultimately take Bobby ten years to wake up from.
"Butch was barking like crazy and trying to lick my face. Every dog within a mile was barking. I looked around and could see dawn was breaking and our house was blazing, totally in flames, and so was my pickup parked nearby. It was a surreal scene.
Suddenly with a loud crash, our chimney collapsed onto the top of the burning house, causing the entire structure to become a roaring fire pit.
The neighbor helped me to my feet, and I leaned on a fence post for support. I was shaking badly and confused about everything. I was not sure if I was just having a terrible nightmare and I would soon wake up. I don't remember how it happened, but the next thing I knew, I was here.
Fire trucks and ambulances arrived, and I was taken away to the hospital where I was treated for smoke inhalation, cuts, and burns on my face and back. The doctor told the deputy sheriff that I was in shock and very confused. The deputy offered to drive me back home, and questioned me about what happened.
I told him I really did not know what had happened. He told me matter-of-factly that my mother and sister were dead and their bodies had been removed from the fire debris and were being taken to Oklahoma City for autopsies. He watched me closely for a reaction. There was none. The deputy could have just as well told me it was Thursday morning, June 19, 1963 and my response would have been the same: nothing. I was totally numb and confused. One thing I did remember that would bother me for years was a very strange odor in my nostrils that I could not identify, and my clothes still reeked of that unknown odor."
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