Father Or Not

By Derrick Turner

Dishonesty, deceit, betrayal, resentment, and envy all played a part in my self-destructive life.

The path in front of me was littered with unwanted emotions. I fought my inner man constantly

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Global Summit House
• Release date: Aug 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781956074659

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Father Or Not

Derrick Turner

Copyright © 2021 by Derrick Turner.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by reviewers, who may quote brief passages in a review.

ISBN: 978-1-956074-66-6 (Paperback Edition)

ISBN: 978-1-956074-67-3 (Hardcover Edition)

ISBN: 978-1-956074-65-9 (E-book Edition)

Some characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to the real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

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Phone Number: 315 288-7939 ext. 1000 or 347-901-4920

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Contents

Acknowledgements

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

About the author

Acknowledgements

First I would like to thank God, without him none of this would have been possible. Thanks to my family for their support and faith in me. A special thanks to my wife for pushing me to complete my books, and her constructive criticism that has guided me through this process. Thanks to all my readers that have read my stories and those that have been able to relate and grow from my true life events and testimonies.

Prologue

Dishonesty, deceit, betrayal, resentment, and envy all played a part in my self-destructive life. The path in front of me was littered with unwanted emotions. I fought my inner man constantly against the truth. The surface of my life seemed normal to the onlooking eye, but the reality of who I really was and what I’d been taught to be,was anything but normal. It was a roller-coaster of confusion and false hope planted and harvested by the woman I placed above God Himself, my mother, She was the driven force of whom I wanted to please.

But, the darkness in her told a different story of who she was. It would be years before the veil that covered her deceitfulness showed itself. Her promises reeled me in, and her trust blinded me from the destruction waiting in the distance. I knew nothing, nor was I told anything about the parents that had been chosen for me. I had but one alternative, to turn to the man in my life, my father. But little did I know, his role in my life was as devastating as my mother’s. He was the absolute secret, and the reality of who he was would one day test my love for him.

Chapter 1

It took a long time for me to reach my destination, I had been driving for hours. I hadn’t had much sleep before I started my journey, and now my vision was beginning to double. I was the youngest of four children my mother gave birth to, and everyone in my family seemed to be monitoring my life as if I wouldn’t amount to anything. I was twenty years old now, and thus far they had all been right. I had made some very bad choices, and everyone labeled me a complete failure. To everyone that knew me, I was wasted talent.

But, regardless of what my identity displayed, I could do no wrong in the eyes of my mother. To her, I was the perfect child, and she placed me above all the rest. I was a grown man, acting out my childhood neglect. I was the absolute victim to a fury of alcohol abuse, and material love dysfunctionally designed by both of my parents.

I batted my eyes, as I tried to focus on the dark highway. I was on my way to see my mother, the only one who hadn’t thrown me away. Although I had taken the trip many times in my younger days, it was the first time I’d driven myself.

Water Valley Mississippi held many memories of my childhood. It had been my emotional comfort zone from as far back as I could remember. It was a vacation for me, and the rest of my nieces, cousins, and nephews at the end of almost every school year. A place to hide, and pretend that fun was all life had to offer. It was the home of my