The Tree House
A small story that will inspire you in a big way...
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…Warren was working on a small boy, about seven years old, who, in addition to multiple external wounds, appeared to have internal injuries as well. Warren could tell by the look in the boy’s eyes, and by the feel and color of his skin, that he was fading fast. He wished there was more that he could do. Warren had not noticed that an Iraqi man, in a traditional white tunic and headdress, had also knelt next to the boy and was feeling the pulse in his neck.
“Don’t worry, little guy, help is on the way,” said Warren. “I need to help other people now, but I’ll come back to check on you.” The Iraqi man said something to the boy in Arabic, which made the boy appear more comfortable. It was then that Warren noticed the man who was kneeling next to him and the boy.
Without looking up, the Iraqi man said, in perfect English, “He reminds me of you at his age: skinny and with big feet.” The man, his eyes filled with tears, then looked up and made eye contact with Warren. His skin was dark and weathered, but Warren knew who it was.
“Dad?” said Warren in disbelief.
“Yes, son, it’s me. I am soproud of what you are doing. Go ahead and help the other people. I will take care of this young man.” With the boy’s head in one hand, he motioned with his other hand and shouted something in Arabic to another similarly dressed man standing about a hundred feet away. The front of the other man’s tunic was splashed with blood, and he was cradling the lifeless body of a young girl in his arms.
“We love you, son. Take care. The Lord and I are taking these two children to the hospital. He picked the boy up in his arms and walked quickly over to the other man. Then they turned away and began walking together up the street, each with their precious cargo. After they walked about ten steps, they both suddenly disappeared, as if they had just stepped through an invisible doorway.
Warren watched, stunned by his encounter and what he had just witnessed. Then, as if snapping back to reality, Warren remembered his father’s instructions. He immediately began to give first aid to the other victims of the morning bombing…
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About the Book
The Tree House is a story about three young brothers who lose their father in a tragic accident. But that’s just the beginning of the story! As they grow up and go their separate ways, they each discover their purpose in the world – with the help of someone from another world. At the same time, they gain a special glimpse into why the world is the way that it is, and why certain events take place.
The Tree House is a mixture of several different genres:
It is a children’s book for the mature child. It deals with the topics of death, war, and good and evil – but not too graphically, and in a storybook sort of way. Children will sense, through the book’s relevant characters and experiences, that every life is meant for a purpose. The large illustrations are colorful, imaginative, and full of emotion. The book is relatively short, and can be read in several sittings or less.
It is a book that will touch the emotions of adults as they read it to themselves or to their children. It will inspire and lift their spirit. The nature of the story and the messages that it contains will provoke meaningful discussion. Although they follow and pertain to the story, the illustrations can be stand-alone works of art.
It is a “coffee table” book that, once picked up, because of the illustrations and ease of reading, will be impossible to put down. The cover will spark the curiosity of whoever sees it. They will be drawn to open it and see what it is about. Once they do, they will want to read it on the spot!
About the Author
As a third-generation Arizona native, P. H. Williams is deeply rooted in the American Southwest. His maternal grandparents moved to Arizona in the early 1900s as small children, to later become farmers along the Gila River, west of Phoenix. His paternal grandparents moved to Phoenix in the 1930s to begin a medical practice. In the footsteps of his father, he has worked in the high-tech industry in the Phoenix area for the last twenty years, where he lives with his wife and three children. He has several technical publications; this is his first fictional work.
The author’s personal perspective on writing and art is that it is best when it evokes a sense of awe and wonderment. It is his hope, that when reading The Tree House, you will be pulled into a different place and time, you will be inspired, and you will be motivated to think in an unusual way. If this happens to you, then he has happily accomplished his objective!