JULIANDRA
by Shawn Lewis Hill.
JULIANDRA
Copyright © 2016 by Shawn Lewis Hill
All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage or retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher. For information contact:
Wordsmith Publishing
P.O. Box 282
Carmel, Maine 04419
Drafted, 2014
First Printing, 2015
Revised, 2016
ISBN-13: 978-0692388723 (Wordsmith Publishing)
ISBN-10: 0692388729
Cover by Shawn Lewis Hill
CONTENTS
PREFACE
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
INTRODUCTION
CHAPTER 1 – THE DAY BEFORE
CHAPTER 2 - THE MORNING
CHAPTER 3 - THE RECOVERY
CHAPTER 4 - THE REPEATING
CHAPTER 5 - THE CHANGE
CHAPTER 6 - THE FIRST TIME
CHAPTER 7 - THE QUESTIONS
CHAPTER 8 - THE ANSWERS
CHAPTER 9 - THE WAIT
CHAPTER 10 - THE SHOE
CHAPTER 11 - THE MEETING
CHAPTER 12 – THE HUNT
CHAPTER 13 - THE HOPE
PREFACE
I was inspired to write this book in order to tell a story I felt needed to be told, and to no longer keep it locked away within my imagination. After years of only being an idea, the decision was made to embark on the journey of becoming an author so those thoughts could be shared with the world.
You see, I believe that the majority of us alive today are romantics at heart, but get too caught up in the day to day formalities of existing within society, and that essential passion, that romance, becomes lost.
Our basic emotional needs are normally neglected, and so we attempt to fill that void with artificial and short-lived joys, from buying new things, treating ourselves to a favorite food, altering our appearance, or even changing who we are; when truly, what we need is to embrace that which we were born to do. Love and be loved.
Without each other, life would have very little meaning. Just imagine being the only living being on earth.
Would you care what you looked like?
Would you take pride in anything you did or accomplished?
Would you strive to become more than what you are?
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I would like to thank all the individuals who read my story while in the draft state and those who helped me make it what it is by providing honest feedback. Without you, this story would not be as awesome as it is!
I would like to acknowledge and give a huge loving thank you to Brittny Mayo, who inspired me to write in the first place. Without Brittny’s encouragement, this story may have never been put onto paper.
THE SHOE is a chapter especially dedicated to Brittny Mayo, a beautiful woman and wonderful human being who changed my life forever with her love.
A special thanks goes out to Dylan Hill, who was the very first reader of this story. Dylan read each separate chapter just as quickly as they were written and showed interest in the story, characters, and plot, which reinforced my desire to complete the very first draft.
Thank You Audrey Co, Brittny Mayo, Adriana Hopkins, and George Adams for taking time out of your busy lives to help me edit this book. Your efforts were crucial to getting some of my phrasing, punctuation, tense, spelling, and grammar correct!
This entire story is dedicated to every human in existence, who understands the idea of love, chooses to right what is wrong, make good what is bad, and give all that they are for the sake of another, without regard for themselves.
INTRODUCTION
love noun ˈləv as defined by Webster’s Dictionary
: a feeling of strong or constant affection for a person
: affection based on admiration, benevolence, or common interests
: attraction that includes sexual desire
: the strong affection felt by people who have a romantic relationship
Since the beginning of recorded history, almost any great deed from the past can be attributed to the concept of love; the love of one’s country, the love of God, the love of oneself, and the love of another. One could make the argument that without the feeling or concept which we have labeled “love”, humanity would not be where it is today.
Although many people believe they can feel what love is, or have felt what love is, having them try to define that feeling and reduce it to mere words remains a difficult task that always seems to diminish, and over simplify the true concept. It has been spoken that “love” can move mountains, that “love” can conquer all, and that “love” is all we need.
What if that were true? What if a single individual’s love was strong enough to change the entire world?