Redemption Road

By J.C. Hulsey

Don't Take Your Guns to Town" A 1958 song by Johnny Cash I remember the first time I heard this song. I was driving home from work. When the song was over, I couldn't concentrate on the other songs that were playing on the radio. The words, "Don't Take Your Guns to Town" kept going over and over in my head. Now, years later, as I recall the song, "Don't Take Your Guns to Town" I was inspired to write this story. 
Justifiable homicide. That's what they called it. Therefore, I only had to serve twenty years instead of the mandatory life sentence, for murder. The judge said I could have been hanged. I got out in seventeen years for good behavior. Now here I am on my way home, wondering if I still have a home, still have a wife. Do I still have a son? Did she wait, like she said she would in the few letters that I received? I wouldn't blame her if she didn't. Seventeen years is a long time to wait for a passionate woman like her.
The story of an Ex-Gunfighter just released after seventeen years in prison on his way home. The thoughts and memories that go through his head while traveling toward his home.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.C. Hulsey Books
• Release date: Apr 1, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224781058

J.C. Hulsey

I really can't explain how or why I write. It's like an explosion in my brain and the words come flowing out like a raging river and then other times like a frozen glazier. I wrote a twenty-eight page booklet of poetry over the course of two days and nights. I mention nights because as soon as my head hits the pillow, it's like a switch goes off in my brain and I have to write. J.C. Hulsey J.C. Hulsey has lived in Midlothian, Texas for thirty years. He's a father, grandfather, and great-grandfather. He has been married for 56 years. He enjoys Western movies and TV Shows, (especially the older ones) and reading about Mail-Order Brides. He is also the owner of six cats (all stray cats, showed up on the back porch) and one dog (rescue dog) He worked for 33 years at Bell Helicopter. He served in the USAF for five years, and the Air National Guard for four years. He has always wanted to be an author. He started writing songs in his early twenties. He recorded a couple of songs in the late 1960s. He started writing poetry in the 1970s to share with others. He self-published them on Amazon in 2013. He still felt the need to write something different. He tried writing a book in the 1970s, but it was never finished. In 2014, he felt the urge to write a western novel. However, he needed something different than what was on the market. What about a young Christian Gunfighter? He now has 44 books on Amazon.com

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

To Angie Zambrano

Cover Designer

She is awesome to work with.

Very talented.

Don't Take Your Guns to Town

A 1958 song by Johnny Cash One of those songs that sticks in your head. This story is what I got out of the song.

CHAPTER ONE

Justifiable homicide. That's what they called it. Therefore, I only had to serve twenty years instead of the mandatory life sentence, for murder. The judge said I could have been hanged. I got out in seventeen years for good behavior. Now here I am on my way home, wondering if I still have a home, still have a wife. Do I still have a son? Did she wait like she said she would in the few letters that I received? I wouldn't blame her if she didn't. Seventeen years is a long time to wait, for a passionate woman like her. Our baby turned out to be a boy. Our son would be grown now, growing up without a father. He won't know who I am. It really hurt when the letters stopped coming, but as I said, I can’t blame her. She had told me how she had accepted the money from Jackson. How she was using it to buy grocery and supplies. She was going to use a big part of it to send our son to college. He was planning on being a lawyer.

So here I am, almost home, and wondering just how I got to this place in life journey. I suppose I had it coming, what with all the things I did before I got married and tried to settle down. I was really fast with a gun and I did kill some people. I always tried to justify it by claiming self-defense. If the truth were told, they were dead because I was paid to kill them. Whoever had the most money, that's who I worked for. That is, until I met Melissa. We were so much in love that I thought I could hang up my gun and live a normal life. But then, what is normal? There's one thing for certain, you can be sure your past will catch up to you. It will follow you around, until you have to turn and face it head on.

Look over there. Looks like the Baptist Church