Mysterious Journeys

By Gary T Brideau

Eyes red from crying, Yasu stared into Gregg's eyes and said, Dad, no matter what happens, please don't abandon me. You have my word, as long as there is breath in me, I'll be by your side, night or day. With that, Gregg kissed his soon to be adopted daughter's forehead and left. Walking down the road, Gregg paused to feel the cool night air on his face and found himself in Dry Gulch; again. Gregg sat on the edge of the bed, put his head in his hands and muttered, Wow, what a dream that was. His hand then, touched a picture lying beside him. His heart stopped, as he stared at a picture of Yasu in a garden, dressed in a red and yellow Kimono. Tears filled his eyes, as he read the inscription, on the back, To my Dad, Gregg.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Feb 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781491790359

Gary T Brideau

I was born in a small house in Brooklyn, Nova Scotia, Canada in 1947 and moved to Bridgeport, Connecticut as a small boy. I met Lauren, the love of my life in1985 and were married years later and moved to Bristol, Connecticut. One night, I had a vivid dream that caught my attention, that spurred me to write it down, and sent it to my sister T. Jene Brideau, for an interpretation who also is a writer. She wrote and told me that the story was good. I took her encouragement and my imagination went to work. That’s when I discovered my God-given talent to write great space adventures stories. From then on, I have written over fifty stories of which only seven of them have been published with great reviews.

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1 The road back

Chapter 2 Getting there is the problem

Chapter 3 The shocker

Chapter 4 Yokosuka

Chapter 5 Set Back

Chapter 6 Something to Remember

Chapter 7 An unwanted guest

Chapter 8 Enough is enough

Chapter 9 The trip

Chapter 10 Floyd

Chapter 11 Payback

Chapter 12 Your actions have judged

Epilogue

Rescued in Time

Chapter 1 Time’s Captive

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 A New Beginning

Chapter 4 A Twist in Time

Chapter 5 Something’s Been Added

Chapter 6 Dead End

Chapter 7 One Strange Thing After Another

Chapter 8 Terror Stalks at Noon

Epilogue

Terror in Space

Chapter 1 Fun without the Sun

Chapter 2 What goes Bump in the Night.

Chapter 3 Mangled, but Alive

Chapter 4 Sweet Revenge

Epilogue

Magnetic Transference

Chapter 1 Into the Past

Chapter 2 A Place to Hide

Chapter 3 Starting Over

Epilogue

Published Galaxy Sentinel series books

Many thanks to my sister, T. Jene Brideau,

Who started me writing and kept me going.

Thanks to my wife, Lauren, for editing my stories.

Storyline

Laurie is a Christian who fell in love with James who is a boozer and thought she could help him out of alcoholism, only to wind up living common law, being beaten and abused.

Laurie repented of her sin and is catapulted in a mysterious situation where she meets a Christian man by the name of Gregg. After she marries him, they find themselves in one strange situation after another.

Chapter 1

The road back

A sprite named Pixy, dressed in blue shorts and a cool, yellow blouse, sat, under the shade, of a huge tree, by a babbling stream, to finish her bottle of tonic trying to escape the sweltering heat. Before long, a grungy man, of medium height, reeking from alcohol, plopped down, next to her, took a swig from his bottle and asked, Hey, little lady with wings. Do you mind, if ol’ James, keeps you company?

Pixy smiled sheepishly and replied, Excuse me, Sir, But, I must be going. My boyfriend is waiting for me, besides; your breath is wilting my wings.

As Pixy went to stand, the drunk grabbed her arm and yanked her down, saying, That wasn’t a request, Now, stay put." James, put his arm around Pixy’s waist and began to sing.

Pixy silently whimpered, Lord. Help I’m scared, of how friendly this creep might get.

James stuck his bottle of whiskey in the terrified pixie’s face and demanded that she take a drink. When Pixy refused, the drunk pushed her down on her back, placed the bottle on the ground, then went to pull off her blouse to grope her. Pixy’s heart pounded in her chest, as she pleaded, Please sir, don’t.

Just then, Pixy’s leprechaun beau, Patrick bellowed, Excuse me Sir, but, what are you doing to me Firefly?

Buzz off, Runt! This is none, of your business.

Pixy screamed, Bug-a-Boo help me! screamed Pixy as the drunk tore open her blouse.

Patrick picked up a long switch and whacked the drunk across the face leaving a red welt. Then quickly rubbed his hands together, took a fighting stance and bellowed, Let me gal, go, or, I’ll roast you, right where you stand, Mister.

James pushed Pixy aside, stood up and went to kick Patrick in the face, but missed. Patrick quickly stretched out his hands, releasing a mild charge of electricity from his fingers that danced about James’s body, for two seconds. James shook off the attack and screamed, as he lunged for the Leprechaun. Patrick let go a more powerful charge of lightning that slammed into James’s chest sending him backwards onto the ground out cold.

Pixy rushed into Patrick’s arms, crying, Thank you for showing up, when you did. Pixy closed her eyes and placed her head, on Patrick’s shoulder. A minute later, Patrick suggested, Pixy. Why do you say, we go home?

Two hours later, James sat up, holding his head and moaned, Wait till I get my hands, on that sawed off runt. I’ll show him a thing or two.

Officer O’Brien tapped James on the shoulder with his nightstick and inquired, Are you alright? You look like you just hugged a bug zapper.

Worse, I was trying to make friends, with a pixie, when this, Imp threw a bolt of lighting, at me. That guy’s a walking hazard and should be locked up.

This wee chap’s name wouldn’t happen to be Patrick O’Brien, would it? And this sprite wouldn’t happen to have been Pixy.

I think so. Why?

Then, the luck of the Irish, must, have been, with you, me boy. Because, Pixy and Patrick are engaged to be married and he could have turned you into a crispy critter, if he wanted to. Now, hop in me squad car and let me take you home, before, you get into anymore trouble.

Officer O’Brien helped James in the house, greeted Laurie, thirty-five years old woman, five foot eleven inches tall, with long brown hair and said, Try to get him to stop drinking before he hurts himself and by the way, when, are you coming, back to church, Laurie? We miss your shining, face.

After the office left, James roared, Woman. Where is my supper?

Officer O’Brien is right, you need to stop your drinking and come to church, with me.

I’m not going and, neither are you! growled James.

But, you promised me, that if I moved in with you, we would get married and you would commit your life to Christ.

I’ve changed my mind! Now, where’s my supper? hollered James, as he backhanded Laurie in the face, sending her stumbling backwards striking her back against the counter. Whimpering silently, Laurie served her live in boyfriend his food, sat down across from him and questioned timidly, What happened to you, James? You used to like going to church?

Jim laughed and asked, Are you that naive? I went to church so I could get you. Now, that I have, what I want, I don’t need to get married, or, go to church.

Then, I guess it’s time, I packed my things and left.

James reached across the table, grabbed Laurie by her throat and screamed, Don’t even thing of it! Because, if you walk out on me, I’ll have some of my biker friends pay a little visit to your parents. James rose from the table and growled, I’m going to bed and I don’t want to hear any more about church!

Heavy hearted, Laurie stood at the kitchen sink washing the dishes sorrowful over her life and wondering how she was going to get out of the pit, she had dug for herself.

Later, Laurie placed her hand on her throbbing back and muttered, Maybe, a nice, hot shower will ease the pain. As she stepped out of her clothes in front of a full-length mirror, she studied the many black and blue marks on her body she received, at the hand of James and cried.

Later, with the hot water beating on her sore back, Laurie lay prostrate in the large shower and cried out, Lord, how could I have been so stupid as to think, that I could win James to You by indulging in my flesh! I knew better than to shack up with him! I am a Christian! Please forgive me? As Laurie lay weeping, an overwhelming peace and joy flooded her being, refreshing and renewed her. Suddenly, she began to feel lightheaded, the next thing she knew, she was face down, on a beach, with the waves crashing over her. Laurie gasped, thinking that she was naked on the beach, quickly sprang to her feet, glanced down and remarked with a sigh of relief, At least I look, like Jungle Jane. Laurie scanned the pink, coral beach, the blue ocean and the tropical vegetation with a volcano protruding above the jungle and muttered, Okay. How did I get here? The last thing I remember was being, in the shower. That’s it, I fell asleep in the shower and I’m dreaming all of this, it’s the only logical explanation. Anyways, I might as well enjoy this dream while it lasts. I’m going swimming.

Twenty minutes later, Laurie spotted a pontoon boat recklessly approaching the beach. Five minutes later, a tall man with short, brown hair, jumped out, dragged the boat up, on the beach and stared at Laurie, for a minute then threw a black backpack and a machete, at her feet and said, There, you go. But, I’d put more clothes on than a bikini if I were you. The jungle can, be treacherous.

Excuse me? What do you mean by that statement? I don’t plan to go in any jungle.

Aren’t you the one who is going to take, the Bibles, to the village?

Not caring what the man said, Laurie abruptly answered, Delivering Bibles? All I want, to, do, is to enjoy this gorgeous beach now, get out of here before you ruin my dream.

The man smiled, extended his hand and said, Let’s start over. My name is Gregg Forweather, all around, man of God. The Lord told me, to bring these Bibles here; to this beach and that, someone would be here, to take them to the village. But, I must have been mistaken. I’ll leave you to your beach and look for someone else to bring God’s Word to the lost.

Laurie hung her head and walked away sorrowfully when Gregg hollered, Hey, wait!

Laurie paused, turned around and inquired, You bellowed?

Gregg approached Laurie, gave her a hug and asked, What’s wrong?

Nothing, snapped Laurie, Now let me go. Oh, my name is Laurie Everest, like the mountain.

Tell me, what’s eating you up, inside. Gregg picked up a coconut, sliced it open and gave a chunk of white meat to Laurie.

Munching on the sweet treat, Laurie walked up to the shade of a tree, sat down and explained, I’ve been saved for seventeen years and I’ve pulled the biggest blunder, in history.

Gregg quickly blurted out, You shacked up with some guy thinking, you could lead him to Christ, but, got the shaft, instead. Now, he forbids you, to attend church.

Laurie muttered, "That’s about the response I expected from a dream. Oh well, I might as well, tell him the rest of the story. James made me wear hot pants and halter tops in the house, all year long and beat me when I did the slightest thing wrong.

I repented of my sin, but I feel so unworthy. To carry the Gospel to the lost."

Are you forgetting, when, you repent from your sin, Christ forgives you and then, He forgets, you ever sinned. What you need to do is to stop condemning yourself.

Yeah, you’re right, about that. I’ve beat myself over the head so many times I lost count.

Gregg slipped his arm around Laurie, pulled her close and said, It’s time for a change, sister. No more hauling yourself over the coals, about past sins, but begin to cultivate a positive attitude.

Laurie rose to her feet and bellowed, I will take those Bibles to the village! But, first, Gregg, could you stand a moment?

As Gregg rose to his feet. A twinkle appeared in her eyes as Laurie thought, if this is a dream I might as well have fun. She slipped her arms around Gregg’s neck and gave him a long passionate kiss on his lips then rubbed his butt and stated, There is more where that, came from, Stud.

You want to make it, a ‘husband and wife,’ team? suggested Gregg eagerly, Here is my address, look me up, later.

Laurie took the paper and memorized it, then tossed it away, picked up the backpack, strapped the machete to her waist ready to go. Gregg queried slowly, Laurie, aren’t you forgetting something?

Nope, answered Laurie positively.

Wait there. I’ll be right back. Gregg dragged the pontoon, up the beach and covered it with brush, then, tossed some clothes, at Laurie and said, Put them, on.

No. I’m going to deliver the Bible just the way I am. It’s cooler this way.

Gregg sighed, then, asked, What if a spider suddenly dropped on you? What would do without the protection of clothing?

Laurie’s eyes widened as she inquired, Ah, how big are the pides?

The word is spider, not pidy.

Cringing, Laurie replied, To me those eight legged things are Pidies. Deal with it! Laurie picked up the clothes, stepped behind a bush to and took off her bathing suit when she spotted something that looked like a big spider, dropped her clothes, and screamed, as she dove over the bush to hide behind Gregg.

What’s wrong? questioned Gregg, trying not to lose his temper.

Excited, Laurie stated, I saw a huge pidy, with fangs and everything, ready to bite me.

Gregg searched the bush, then held up some weeds, with twigs sticking out of it and stated, This is your spider. Looked at Laurie’s nude figure and said, put your clothes on, please."

Laurie gave Gregg a squeeze and asked in a soft voice, Do I have to go right this minute?

Yes. Those Bible are way over do. pushing her away.

Once Laurie was dressed, she marched off for the village, when Gregg hollered, Hey! You are going the wrong way; the village is in the other direction, towards the volcano.

Yeah, I knew that. Okay greenhorn, give me the machete before, you cut your leg off. I’ll take you there. I guess it’s better that two go instead of one."

Gregg began to hack his way through the dense undergrowth, stopped, turned around and saw Laurie leaning against a tree pouting. Gregg’s eyes widened as he approached Laurie with the machete raised. Laurie froze in terror, thinking, Oh God. He’s going to chop off, my head. She then, closed her eyes and heard the knife hit the tree and something fall to the ground. Gregg stated, You can open your eyes now. A python was about, to put the squeeze, on you."

Laurie took the machete from Gregg and stated, If God is for me, than, who can be against me. I’ll deliver the Bibles. You most likely have better things to do than to lead me around by the hand. Laurie stepped behind a bush, removed her clothes, grabbed Gregg, took off his shirt and was about to pull down his pants, when Gregg stopped her and inquired, What do you think you are doing?"

This is my dream and I am about to have some fun with you before you, disappear in the jungle. Then she pulled Gregg down on top of her kissing him on his lips.

Gregg stopped her growled, Ma’am, put your clothes back on and deliver those Bibles.

Chapter 2

Getting there is the problem

Laurie woke, face down in the shower, sat up and remarked, That was one weird dream. Too bad a guy like that doesn’t really exist. Oh well, better get out before, I start looking, like a prune.

Laurie wrapped a towel around her, stepped out of the bathroom and met her boyfriend coming, out of the bedroom. He glanced at Laurie and grabbed her towel. Laurie growled, Get your hands off me, James. I’m warning you!

Oh, I’m so, afraid, snapped James sarcastically and pull the towel off her. Laurie swiftly brought her knee up sending James to the floor in pain. Seeing her crude, boyfriend on the floor groaning, she knew her life was going to be worthless when, he recovered. Laurie grabbed, her purse, raced out to the garage, jumped in her car and sped off.

Driving down the road Laurie thought, Thank the Lord, for dark, tinted windows or I would really be in trouble and wondered where she was going to go, dressed the way she way Just then, her cell phone rang; Laurie answered it and said, Hey, Bobbie! Long time no hear what have you been up to?

Are you alright, girl?

Ah, no. Do you mind, if I drop by to see you like, right now?

I was going to spend the day at the mall shopping, then, visit Fran. But I guess it can wait until tomorrow. Come on over.

I’m in a bit of trouble. I walked out, on my boyfriend, James and I’m not dressed properly, please, help me.

I’ll open the garage door so you can pull in. This way no one will see you.

With a sigh of relief, Laurie replied, Thanks, Bobbie. You’re a real lifesaver.

Laurie pulled her car in the garage and waited for the door to close, before getting out. Bobbie snickered, as she greeted her friend and asked, You want to tell me, why you decided, to drive around, in the buff?

In Bobbie’s condo, she brought Laurie some clothes to wear and stated, I see, you’re not sporting anymore bruises, has James stop beating you?

"I’ve recommitted my life to Christ, left James and I guess then