These signs shall follow those who believe...
On the run from Social Services and others who do not understand their beliefs, Nathan and his mom, faith-healer Billie Ashbury move into yet another a new town.
Nathan again faces the challenges of making new friends and of keeping his family’s secrets. But what he really struggles with is his wavering faith and reconciling his actions with what his devoted mother has taught him from the cradle. Could disobeying her ever be right? His life could depend on the answer.
"...engaging, keeps you guessing, a little creepy at times, good ending"
"It was a great story and I enjoyed reading it. It may end up being one of many books I go back to in reading"
"I have struggled with some of the same things as Nathan did, and it was like I was reading my own story"
four stars on Amazon and Goodreads.
“Hi, honey. Did you have a good day?”
“It was fine,” Nathan said. He looked at the dark, shiny loaves on the table. “Banana bread?”
“Banana bread with chocolate chips,” Mama agreed. She sighed, looking over the loaves, and over the chaos that ruled the rest of the kitchen. “What a mess.”
Nathan thought about offering to help to clean up, but his heart was pumping hard and he was already out of breath. He pulled out one of the kitchen chairs and sat down. Mama started to pick up the flour and other various ingredients to put them away. Moving the ingredients out of the way revealed an open box with a picture of a mouse on it. Nathan frowned at it.
“Do we have mice?” he questioned.
“You cannot let unclean things pollute your house,” Mama said solemnly. “Let no unclean thing come near you.”
Nathan swallowed. “Yeah,” he agreed. “So you’re going to kill them? The mice?”
She raised an eyebrow at him, and put the box of poison under the sink. “Do you need to lie down for a while?” she questioned. “Or are you doing all right?”
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Bianca Beltran
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