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Single Moms
Single Moms
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We follow the single moms and their kids during their adventures on their mission to free some Avallonian P.O.W.s held in the enemy territory of Hibernia. We also follow along as flirtation between some of their kids leads to both bliss and heartache. Yes, adventure and romance unfold as the single mom's plans to free the poor suffering P.O.W.s proceed, while they settle into life, as enemy agents, in a hostile foreign nation.

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PublisherBill Etem
Release dateJul 2, 2015
ISBN9781310292071
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Bill Etem

Bill EE-tem. Born in Minneapolis, 1.2.60. Now living in St. Paul. Had lots of jobs: High School math teacher, football coach, track coach, legal coding / data entry, production, bar bouncer etc., etc. Bounced around some myself. Lived in Mexico for 20 months, in Oaxaca. Lived in Los Angeles for a few years. Traveled for 4 months round Europe after graduating from the University of Minnesota in 1983, B.A. in Mathematics. "Constitutional History of the Western World" has over 500,000 words in it and is filled with important info but it's not exactly succinct. "The ABCs of Christianity" is more or less up-to-date. "Glamour Scammers" is my most up-to-date book that is succinct. My religious books argue that Christianity is true, Jesus is God, the Divine Son. But we have a big problem in that the Christian scriptures are clear there is only one True Church, only one Bride of Christ. And yet there are thousands of separate churches / thousands of unique denominations in the world. So this a big conspicuous problem! It's like you are a cop at a crime scene, and you're staring at some clues, but if your ideas about how the crime went down are contradicted by the evidence, then you have to re-think a few things. If you're looking at a corpse with a knife in his back and a cigarette by his head, then you're thinking perhaps he died from smoking, or perhaps that shiv in his back is in some way connected to his demise... We've got clear unambiguous scriptures which say there is only one True Church.  But we also have thousands of separate churches / thousands of unique denominations in the world. So this must mean... Some definitions: If a Church leads people to Heaven then that Church is the Bride of Christ, the True Church, the Church Christ founded on a rock, Matthew 16. 13-19. If a church is lost in heresy and drags people down to eternal perdition then that church is a false church. How do you find the True Church? I have some books which deal with that question! I've also spent 5 or 6 or 7 thousand hours working on my You Tube playlists, so be sure to scrutinize those when you get a chance: https://youtube.com/@billetem5868

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    Single Moms - Bill Etem

    Single Moms

    Published by Bill Etem at Smashwords

    Copyright 2015 Bill Etem

    Smashwords Edition, License Notes

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    ebook cover by Kyra Dune

    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1. Arguments in the Wilderness

    Chapter 2. The Enemy Patrol

    Chapter 3. The South Face of Mt. Desolation

    Chapter 4. Scenes in a Krull Tavern

    Chapter 5. Rendezvous in the Dark

    Chapter 6. The Enchanted Forest

    Chapter 7. Life in O’Conner

    Chapter 8. Crack-Heads

    Chapter 9. Escape from O’Conner

    Chapter 10. Single Moms Living the Sweet Life

    Single Moms

    Chapter 1. Arguments in the Wilderness

    Company Roster.

    Seraphinaria - Commanding Officer

    29 years of age, Captain in the Avallonian Army, widow of a former Avallonian nobleman / cavalry officer, mother of boy (10-year-old, Jackson), girl (5-year-old, Morgan) and boy (3-year-old, Jay-Jay).

    Valmyristarsis,

    25, Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, single mom, mother of girl (7-year-old, Heather), boy (6-year-old, Hugh ) and boy (3-year-old, Hamilton, aka Buddy).

    Casilevatates,

    26, Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, single mom, mother of girl (7-year-old, Jacqueline), girl (5-year-old, Camille).

    Mirabrasantes,

    27 Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, widow of a former Avallonian lawyer / army officer, mother of girl (8-year-old, Marla), boy (7-year-old, Brent).

    Navorasicaa,

    27, Lieutenant in the Avalonian Army, widow of a former Avallonian army officer, mother of girl (7-year-old, Barb), boy (4-year-old, Curt).

    Misevasundia,

    27, Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, widow of a former Avallonian businessman / army officer, mother of girl (9-year-old, Shelby), girl (5-year-old, Mercedes).

    Sevaladelia,

    29, Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, widow of a former Avallonian beer and spirits salesman, mother of girl (11-year-old, Desiree), girl (9-year-old, Delilah), boy (5-year-old, Dante).

    Heliomirabellisima,

    28, Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, single mom, mother of girl (9-year-old, Kayla), girl (5-year-old, Guilia).

    Martha Manning,

    37 (alleged), Lieutenant in the Avallonian Army, alien (confirmed), parallel universe traveler (alleged), single woman with no kids (alleged).

    Luke, A Wonderful Little Orphan Boy (9).

    Jasmine, A Beautiful Little Orphan Girl (7).

    Jocelyn, An Excellent Little Orphan Girl (5).

    Guide to pronunciation: Ser-ah-fee-NAR-ee-ah, Meer-ah-brah-SAN-tees, Nav-ohr-rah-SICK-a-ah, Mis-eh-vah-SUN-dee-ah, Seh-vah-la-DEE-lee-ah, Hee-lee-oh-meer-ah-bel-EEE-see-mah, MAR-tha MAN-ing, Val-my-ris-TAR-sis, Cah-sil-eh-vah-TAH-tees.

    Navorasicaa and her little 5-year-old orphan pal, Jocelyn, were sitting on their ruck-sacks on a huge snowy mountain named Mt. Desolation. The name of the peak was sort of melodramatic and over the top as there was a fair sized town not too far from the mountain of desolation. The two females were perched high above the timber-line, on the gentle northern slope, close to a prominent granite buttress. It couldn’t honestly be said that they were well hidden from the sight of spies who might be lurking far below them, but they were to some degree camouflaged, reposing under a white canvas tarp as they were. This concealment blended in well with the snowy slopes, and so they were more or less invisible as long as they didn’t move about too much, or start any campfires. Both of them had their backs turned away from the cold north wind which was blasting them like an arctic gale.

    They were on guard duty. It might be difficult to find too many other reasons why a warrior woman and a little orphan girl would be encamped as they were, just the two of them, on this frigid mountain, where they were trying to remain invisible to their enemies lower down the mountainside. It was the responsibility of Navorasicaa and Jocelyn to keep an eye out for anything threatening, which would most likely come in the form of an Hibernian patrol. If such a patrol materialized suddenly into view, it would be revealed a thousand vertical feet below them, just at the line where the pine forest abruptly ended and the barren treeless upper slopes of the mountain began. Their thick woolen cloaks, along with the canvas tarp, the close weave of which worked better than the more open and airy weave of wool at keeping the wind at bay, were not all that they had in the fight to stay warm. There were blankets and there was a bottle of bourbon to warm them if the blankets weren’t enough. But the tarp and their blankets, and their cloaks, and their bourbon, were enough to keep Navorasicaa and Jocelyn warm, warm enough to allow them to think of other things besides freezing to death in the icy gale that was roaring through these peaks rising up all round them.

    And there was so much which had happened in recent days for them to think about! Al Mancini had returned to them, though he was no longer their slave. Perhaps someday he would attain his official freedom via an official decree from the Kingdom of Avalonia. The reunion with Al owed everything to his break-up with Jennifer. She turned out to be a really pushy and uptight sort of young lady, a classic control-freak and domineering sort of ex-girlfriend. Al decided he had to get away from Jennifer before she dominated him completely and bossed him yet again into slavery and submission.. Of course, as with most break-ups, each party probably had a few legit yet negative comments to say about the other party. Jennifer might have had no end of legit gripes about Al. Who knows? Anyway, those two were no longer crazy about each other.

    Al had always been fascinated by the prospect of the single moms and their kids conquering Cromwell Town. And so, naturally, when he decided to make his escape from the controlling, slave-owner ex-girl-friend, Jennifer, he also decided to venture north, to find his former owners, his first slave masters, from whom he had also once escaped.

    It took Al Mancini two days of diligent searching, and this was after he reached the high country, merely to locate the fixed ropes which led up and over the vertical 7,000 foot South Face of Mt. Desolation, the great wall only a few miles to the south of where Navorasicaa and Jocelyn now rested. Al was presently with the rest of their company of warrior women and little kids, a little higher up on the slope of the North Face. The company above were completely hidden from sight of any patrols which might emerge at the point where the evergreen forest ended and the treeless slopes began. But they also couldn’t see those enemy patrols should they start advancing. That’s why they need a lookout post lower down the mountain.

    The sky was magnificently blue. Odd how the gales could be so fierce in these mountains under a cloudless sky. Still, one had to expect storm clouds and blizzards to appear at any moment with a wind as strong as the one hitting Jocelyn and Navorasicaa. Amid the ribbons of snow rushing past them, the two of them, still sitting motionless and silent, not too far from a big granite buttress behind them, had lots of time to think about the world round them. Jocelyn remarked that the reddish gray color of the rock made an aesthetically pleasing contrast to the blinding white of the slope and the clear blue of the sky. Navorrasicaa though it a queer remark from a 5-year-old but decided to not lash out at her viciously. Instead she shivered and drank more bourbon.

    It wasn’t just those on guard duty who had been languishing from tedium for day after day, waiting interminably in the cold for the signal fire which never came. They were waiting for any sort of sign from Luke and Seraphinaria on their mission within Cromwell Town. Those two were supposed to have lit a fire from atop the wall surrounding Cromwell Town, and then the warrior women would be in position ready to scale the wall the following night, assuming they had the aid of a rope let down to them by their comrades inside the wall. But the signal fire never came, and no rope was ever lowered to aid their invading army.

    The dreariness of life for those waiting for that signal fire dragged on for days, dragged on until the day when Al Mancini showed up in their Alpine camp, amid their cluster of tents, to stay the monotony for a little while. And then passed only two more days after Al arrived that Luke and Seraphinaria returned to the high mountain lair, bringing with them two Hibernian refugees, young Debra and middle-aged Katie. Everyone was curious indeed about these two, who no doubt were now being hunted as traitors by their Hibernian ex-countrymen, though they were heroes certainly to Luke and Seraphinaria. It was Katie and Debra, after all, who saved Luke and Seraphinaria from the cruel fate of being tossed into a cage holding 4 big hungry tigers. Katie O’Callaghan, it turned out, was also useful in another very significant way. Not only did she save Seraphinaria and Luke from the man-eaters but she also offered them military intelligence which seemed almost too good to believe. Katie informed them that in the great Hibernian city of O’Conner, which was situated 200 miles to the north of their present camp, there were 1,000 Avallonian prisoners of war, 1,000 wretched captives loaded with chains and confined to the darkness and retching squalor of a huge dungeon. This frightful cage, medieval in its design and monstrous in both its purpose and its proportions, might be breached, perhaps perhaps, by a band of brave adventuresses. If those 1,000 prisoners could be rescued, then, the warrior women might well, with their numbers swollen with 1,000 rescued prisoners of war, make another attempt at conquering Cromwell Town. Even if that failed their mission would still be a huge success provided they were able to get the POWs back to their families in Avallonia.

    Only a few days ago Navorasicaa recalled she was in the depths of despair: she was convinced that their entire venture into Hibernia had degenerated into an ugly farce. The signal fire never came from

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