Beyond Isaiah

By

Paul S. Huggins




Smashwords Edition



Copyright 2013 Paul S. Huggins



‘Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust: for thy dew is as the dew of herbs, and the earth shall cast out the dead.’ Isaiah ch.26 v.19


Chapter 1 Jack


Jack looked at his watch for the umpteenth time. The bus was already ten minutes late. He rolled his eyes at the young woman who was also wearing a business suit standing with him under the Perspex shelter.

‘Only ever happens when you’re in a hurry,’ he said.

She smiled and gave him a stifled laugh of agreement. It was the wrong day for his car to break down. He had a meeting with the area manager first thing and needed to meet with an important client later on to appease some problems over supply.

As sales manager he always got the awkward ones. It’s not his fault supply lines were a nightmare at the moment, all imports and exports were a struggle. But as always the buck stopped with him in the company and he would graciously take the blame, that’s what they paid him for.

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