The Bus Eagle
July 28, 2018
Jo E. Pinto
Good morning campbellsworld visitors.
This morning we’ve got Jo E. Pinto author of The Bright Side of Darkness back with us in the Author’s Corner to share a delightful summer’s tale of childhood innosents.
If you enjoy this you’re sure to also enjoy Jo’s book. It is not at all what you’ll expect. Make sure to continue reading once you’ve enjoyed this look into Jo’s life as a mother to find about her most magnificent book.
Thanks for dropping by today and be sure to drop in any time. You just never know what we’ll get up to.
The summer heat wave we’ve been having finally broke yesterday, so my ten-year-old daughter and I walked to Burger King for lunch. My black Labrador guide dog, Anlyn, was itching for exercise, and it did us all good to get out of the house. We stopped by the grocery store on our way home to pick up a few items for dinner.
As we walked, my little girl looked at the puffy white clouds that billowed across the sky in the summer breeze. After a while, she said, “I bet heaven is full of clouds. Some are restaurants, some are movie theaters, some are places for doing gymnastics, some are swimming pools, some are for sleeping, and some are stores where everything is free.”
“That sounds nice,” I agreed, wishing I could be as innocent as a child again.
I wonder how people would get between the clouds?” my daughter mused thoughtfully, half to herself. Then she skipped in excitement, still clutching my right hand, making my guide dog stop and turn her head curiously. “Mom, Mom! I see an eagle!”
“It’s probably hungry,” I told her. “It’s looking for a bunny to eat.”
“Yeah, I know …” My little girl kept tugging my hand impatiently. “But that’s how people would get between the clouds. An eagle, as big as a bus. Like Via, remember? That bus that used to come get us sometimes. Only the eagle would always be nice, not like those rude drivers, and people wouldn’t have to pay a lot of dollar bills every time. They could just hop on its back and go to any cloud they wanted.”
“That would be awesome.” I smiled. “You should be in charge, kid. You have all the answers, don’t you?”
“Yep,” she said with unruffled confidence. “Maybe I’ll be President someday, if I want to. Unless I’d rather do something else”
“The Bright Side of Darkness” Is an award-winning novel, Available in Kindle, audio, and paperback formats.
About the author…
J. E. Pinto is a magnet for underdogs! Early in her married life, her home became a hangout for troubled neighborhood kids. This experience lit the flame for her first novel, The Bright Side of Darkness.
Pinto’s Spanish-American roots grow deep in the Rocky Mountains, dating back six generations. J. E. Pinto lives with her family in Colorado where she works as a writer and also proofreads textbooks and audio books. One of her favorite pastimes is taking a nature walk with her service dog.
The Bright Side of Darkness won a first place Indie Book Award for “First Novel over Eighty Thousand Words,” as well as First Place for “Inspirational Fiction.” The novel also won several awards from the Colorado Independent Publishers Association: First Place for “Inspirational Fiction,” Second Place for “Audio Book,” and First Place for “Literary and Contemporary Fiction.
Rick Myers, an orphan without much faith in the future, and Daisy Bettencourt, a blind girl who is running from an alcoholic father and a set of overprotective foster parents, cross paths at a high school baseball game and make their way together. Daisy becomes the bright spot in Rick’s universe as he and his four lifelong friends–Tim, Mark, and the twins–battle the forces of poverty and hopelessness. Mark’s grandma dies of heart failure, and Tim’s stepdad is arrested on felony child abuse charges, leaving them, like Rick and Daisy, with no authority figures in their lives.
Rick and Daisy are trailed by a fat man in a battered green jeep who makes Rick more and more uneasy as the weeks pass. Then, just when Rick discovers an interest in the culinary field and decides to complete his education, the bottom drops out of his world.
There’s nothing a damn bit bright about sunshine when you’re seventeen and you see it from the wrong side of a jail cell window.
It isn’t that I’m moping for my lost freedom or anything. I wouldn’t give a half a crap for my life anymore now that the crew is scattered to the four winds, and all I have left of Daisy is her parting note in the waistband of my jeans and a wilted dandelion dangling between my fingers. But it seems to me that the Man Upstairs could have marked my downfall with a terrific thunderstorm or at least a few nasty black clouds out of the west.
When there’s a war or a funeral or some other sad thing going on in the movies, the sky usually turns dark and ugly, and the rain pours down in buckets. The longer I stare at the square of sunlight streaming through the tiny window of my cell and stealing across the floor, the lonelier I feel. August 27, 1986, is slipping by the same as every other hot, heavy day, and I’m the only one in the world who knows that nothing will ever be all right again.
It hasn’t always been this way. I ought to have known better than to believe I could reach out and snag a piece of paradise, but for a little while I had it on my fingertips. Breaks are hard to come by for kids from the projects, though, and sure enough, all I ended up with at the last second was empty hands.
I’m doing my level best to hold off a flood of memories, but my mind keeps drifting back to the sweltering summer evening when the chain of events began that shattered my world into a zillion pieces. First thing tomorrow morning, some juvenile court judge will decide if my life is worth rebuilding. Maybe he’ll have better luck with my future than I did with my past.
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