The Mysterious Woman

By Raymond V. Martin

Tom has been a very good student in high school hoping to win a college scholarship for football, when he finds out he has a heart problem that will stop him from playing it again. He graduates from school and goes right into the family farm, this is his destiny. He marries the girl he has been having sex with these past three years because she told him either she gets a ring or he does get anymore of her body. That made up his mind. Tom notices lately he sees a white cloud or is it white mist with this beautiful woman within it, cloaked in a black robe. She will disappear as quickly as she appears, at first she does not speak but after a short time she speaks to him. No one can see or hear her, they do not see the cloud.Tom begins to find neighborhood women making sexual advances to him, all the while she is there watching and making suggestions to Tom.The neighborhood is alarmed at the deaths of four women who have all been murdered. His wife notices some erratic behavior and suggests he see a physician, which he does his blood work is not normal they realize he has been poisoned by the fertilizer he uses, he will never recover to a normal state again and is placed in the proper hospital.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Raymond V. Martin
• Release date: May 15, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311116963

Raymond V. Martin

While the thought of writing a novel has always been in my mind it was not until I retired to Florida that the thoughts became a reality. I am a retired dentist, living in Florida for many years now, I have always been interested in what it must be like to write a novel, and as I thought, it is simply great. My urge to write was probably in the blood as my father wrote a beautiful book before he retired too, it was well received by the press and readers of crime stories also. The effort of writing a book and getting ready for publication is very time consuming and arduous, more than the average reader of your book can imagine.

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The

Mysterious

Woman

by Raymond V. Martin

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2014 Raymond V. Martin

Publisher:

Martin Productions & Company

1403 St Gabrielle Lane

Weston, Florida 33326

This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part, in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying recording or by any means now known or hereafter invented without written permission of the author or publisher.

ISBN: 13: 978-1483912318

Martin Productions Printing

May 2013

Ebook formatting by www.ebooklaunch.com

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Twenty-two

Chapter Twenty-three

Chapter Twenty-four

Chapter One

Tom Denver could hardly believe his eyes, he is standing on his three hundred and seventy acres of land, that his great grandfather staked out and settled many years ago, and there he looks down at his two hundred dollar boots and he is standing in pure cow shit. What the hell has gotten into me he thinks, I just must get my mind onto what I should be doing and not thinking of those other thoughts.

Tom Denver is the typical farmer who has through his hard work and diligence to his farm made a great life for himself and his family. Tom, like so many men who are raised into farming families did not marry until he was almost thirty-three years of age, though that is not to say he was shy of the females in the small town of Plantation Mississippi. No Tom was tall, for he was six feet four and weighed in about two hundred pounds, and it was all muscle and sweat, as he used to make a joke of the farmers life, hard work long hours and sweat, especially in the heat of the Mississippi summers, they at times could be brutal, but this is where his life was, and Tom never complained once, he just loved the old southern style of life.

Tom was a young man by the time he was sixteen, he was a junior in High School, the old Plantation High school that was incorporated in year 1926, yes he told people who would listen, the school should have been abandoned a few years ago but even with all the old classes and ancient ways of the southern women who taught there in the same manner they did fifteen years ago, it still was the school for everyone in Plantation. The only thing that kept the people of the town together was the Friday night football games. My goodness how everyone in the town would be talking about it the next two days, whether the team won or lost, it still is the subject of choice either with the men or women, all the same they just loved football.

It was almost inevitable that the football coach Jack Emerson, put his eyes on Tom when he was only a freshman in the school, he was tall, athletic looking and just had the look of a kid who will produce for the team. He scheduled tryouts the next week and just as he thought this kid has great potential, enough he thought to be able to obtain a scholarship to college, maybe one to the state school. That will be a big feather in Jack Emerson’s hat, maybe just maybe it will get him noticed by the colleges. For isn’t that what every coach wants, to be recognized as doing a better job than the next coach, isn’t that why we have playoffs, regional playoffs and finally the Super Bowl?

You don’t have to be a coach in sports, for most humans, male or female, want to be recognized by their peers in some way or manner. So when Tom flourished in football the entire team was astonished, in the way he handled the ball, throwing it, and running for touchdown after touchdown. Tom began to feel he was somebody important not just a poor farm boy struggling with his daily chores, in the blazing afternoon heat after football practice. When the season began for football all the practices for the afternoon classes were called off and switched to early mornings, except for Friday, that was the day of the game and coach wanted them fully rested then.

Tom Denver played his heart out, in every game the team played. He was so happy when he came home after a victory and when they did lose he and the entire team went into a dreary ugly world, where every thing was bad. At the end of the championship game which they lost, he collapsed from heat exhaustion even though the game was played at night. Tom had given his all to the school and to his team-mates, he was hospitalized that night and it was while there in a routine check up, his football career ended when the doctors found Tom had an abnormal heart which would restrict him from playing high school football for Tom at least for another year, and since Tom is a senior, due to graduate that year the thought of college went out the window and Tom felt his life was over.

Chapter Two

Tom quickly came back to reality when he heard his wife calling him, she was a local girl Tom knew almost all his life, and though they were quite involved sexually for many years, the thought of marrying her never entered his mind until Joellen, that was her name, just would not give him what he wanted, he had gotten her almost every Friday night after the game, when all the men were half drunk and fired up with testosterone, thinking they were still kids and were playing football. She told him directly, she loved him very much but until he agreed to marry her, she was twenty-eight now, and her parents were giving her trouble at home, and her girl friends were all married now. Either he marries her or else the goodies she gives him every Friday night are over. That was all it took, God almighty she thought I should have listened to my Mom. She always said do not give the male what he wants until you get what you want, it is that way and has been, for all time and for generations to come.

He came back to the problem at hand, his shoes covered with the cow dung, when he heard Joellen call and remembered that her brother and family were coming over for the usual Sunday lunch, which has worked its way to their weekly routine, Tom never liked his brother-in-law he considered him proof of the dangers of inbreeding. That is really cruel thinking that, but I sure know what happens when you breed too closely with cows, they sure look and seem strange to you and you do not need to be a farmer. He heard her call again, all the while he is working on his boots, rubbing hay onto them in a vain attempt to get rid of the poop. He finally has them looking almost new, except the fact in the little ridges where the leather is bound into the sole, there still is remnants of the dung. He has readily scrapped off what he can and still thinking those thoughts again he heads back to the farmhouse. What in the world