First Night: Chapter 31

First Night: The Conflict Between Hope and Cynicism

First Night - book coverStory by Dr. Lee Brazil

Foreword and Epilogue by:

Benjamin Brazil-Woodfords

Written by Ron Breazeale, Ph.D.

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Chapter Thirty-one


St. Paul’s Church Cemetery


December 22, 2019, 4:15 P.M.

David came to this place, often at this time of day, to visit his family. Robert, his younger son, seventy-seven at his death, James, seventy-nine, and his wife, eighty-five. And there was an empty space next to his wife waiting for him. He wondered when he would fill it. Life extension had felt like a gift at first, but in the last twenty years, it had felt like a curse.

David paused to watch the sun set before going into the church. He remembered watching another sunset almost a hundred years ago from the wheelhouse of The Carol Deering.

David had come to see Father Allen in person rather than use an electronic device because the message he had might be intercepted. He told Father Allen that Lee a/k/a Emanuel, and Joann had gotten through customs and were safely aboard The Saint. David and Father Allen had put their pieces of the puzzle in place. What the bigger picture would look like once the other pieces were in place, David did not know.