About the Authors Scott Powell was born in Burlington, Vermont, to a father who was a police officer and a mother who emigrated from South Korea. He received a degree in marketing from the University of Las Vegas, Nevada, and a master's degree from the University of Alabama at Birmingham. Scott served a two-year Spanish-speaking mission for his church. He is a mixed martial artist who continues to train with his father, a second-degree black belt in Tae kwon do and a kick boxer. Besides being married to Scott for over seventeen years, Judith Powell is a stay-at-home mom whose whole life has been full of stories. Being raised by an Irish storytelling father and a Native American mother, stories have filled her life and her head until they finally had no choice but to flow out through her fingertips.
Excerpts - Please choose 1 I. But unlike the others, my parents have made me commit to memory the preamble of the Constitution of the United States of America, a document outlawed by the State and every night my father pulls out a very old Bible hidden in a compartment in our wall and we listen to him read aloud its words. If it is found out that we have such a book, the penalty is death, but we read it anyway. Our government is called the State of America and consists of most of the civilized world. I do not know what schools were like before the Great Fires but ours are old and moldy, full to the breaking point with youth and children. The conditions have worsened through the years since the State has taken over and slowly broken down society much like strip mining, leaving nothing in place of what they have taken. In many ways, we are no more than cattle waiting to be taken to the slaughter, only to serve the State and its needs. It is here at school that my life changed forever and I could no longer sit and do nothing while others decided my fate for me.
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