The One-Day War

By Bo Widerberg

When Big was born, he was a heavy child. He grew up to be six-foot ten inches. And with his long arm, he did well at the schools basket ball team. He didn't have to jump to get the ball into the basket. When he went to his third year, he was as tall as his teacher. When he left school, he started to work for the federal government. Big is married to Leonora, she is pregnant, and they are expecting their first child. At his work, agent Smart, is telling them that the situation has worsen, and all Islam population have to be checked out. In first hand the Shia population. Since the talks with Iran has collapsed the risk of a new war is imminent. Big had to work with another agent, Julia, and together they had to with military escort search through several Mosques. At each of these Mosques they found lots of weapons. When all Mosques were searched, they had to search a mobile home park. Arriving top this park, they heard some shooting. Driving closer, they saw a young boy with an automatic rifle shooting several people. When both Julia and Big well armed confronted the boy, he said he didn't kill them, he saved then from the darkness. What darkness asked Julia. Their country is no more, everything is darkness. At this time Big's telephone rang. It was the general, that told them to come home. the war has started, and it is over,Iran, part of Iraq ans part of the Shia controlled areas are no more. The boy looked at Julia and said. You are four people, only three will see tomorrow.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bo Widerberg
• Release date: Nov 25, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370138647

Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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The One-Day

WAR

by

Bo Widerberg/artbcool

Smashwords Edition

All characters in this story are fictitious

and any resemblance to real people

living or dead, is coincidental.

©Bo Widerberg©

All rights reserved.

When I was born, twenty-eight years ago I was regarded as an extremely big baby. I have been told that my weight at birth was fourteen pounds eight ounces. Because of this I was baptized to Big. And when it was time for me to start school, at second grade I was as tall as my teacher. Well at that time my name was Big Andersen. Then because of some trouble between my parents, my father decided he had to chance our family name to something more fitting to my mother’s behaviors. So by the time I turned nine my name was Big Trouble. And I was the only son to the Trouble family.

I am now working as an agent for a federal government security organization. My name here is Agent Big, but most of my associates would say, Ask Agent Big Trouble, and point at me. I don't mind because it is all done in fun. I mean how many people do you find in any phone directory with the name of Big Trouble? Not many I can assure you.

I stopped growing when I had reached six foot ten inches, and weighed in at three hundred pounds. I have blue eyes and light brown hair. I have been lucky and have by birth a good physic. I have long arms, and did well when I for some time played basketball. I could dunk the ball without having to jump. I'm by the way married to my wife Leonora since last Christmas. Her eyes and hair are a bit darker than mine. Her eyes are dark brown and her hair is dark, not black, but dark. But she is a good looking girl that I was lucky enough to meet. She has, as my mother, an inborn ability to mess up any conversation.

She is by the way pregnant and we are expecting our first son in late November. It was a beautiful picture of the little man she took home from the ultra sound last week. Not big at all. The doctor told her it looks like a normal eight-pound baby boy.

Well we had thought about having a party in late August, or maybe early September, to celebrate the occasion. We invited my parents, my wife’s parents, her