Description
This book is written from the point of view of a father raising a child alone. It's an emotional journey through past life experiences and present life acceptances that takes place in one single scene with flashbacks that fill the reader in on how we got to that point. The following is an excerpt from one of the flashbacks: " Who is this woman and the kids in your drawing," I asked my son. He sat the crayon down and picked up another without looking up. "Those are mine from before." I raised my eyebrows. "From before when?" "From before I was born." Intrigued, I pulled out a chair and set down beside him as he continued to draw. "Rene, before you were born you were just a twinkle in the eyes of your mother and me." "I had a family back in a time before my life was cut short and I was born this time." "Well from the looks of your drawing, you sure had a beautiful wife." "That's not my wife," he informed me sternly. He began to color again, trading one color for another. I smiled and inwardly congratulated my late-wife Renee for passing on to our son such an imagination. I fought the urge to pepper Rene with questions, but once I had really thought about what he said, many of my assumptions about him up to that point were beginning to make some sense. That evening, long after Rene had gone to bed I fired up my laptop and began to research Past Life Experiences. I found that Rene's story was not all that uncommon, and there were countless thousands of children across the globe had insisting that they'd had a past life. Only, this was MY SON. *This story was written by Sabrynabrooklynne on Wattpad. If you aren't reading it there, it's been stolen. Please report the website. It's probably not the final version either.*
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