Book or No Book?

Someone posted on Facebook - What would you do if you had no fear?  That is an excellent question!  I would write a book.  I have some pages already, but it is not even close to being finished!  My dream is to have a place where I can help foster children and foster parents.  I have a picture in my mind, and I know it can happen, if I just get out there and do things.  Fostering is important to me, as I have adopted one of my 9 foster children.  I am going to post a few pages over the next few days of the book I have started.  I would LOVE honest feedback!!  Please post if you do or don't like the story.

Jeremy was furious, at the Coach Hudson, at his mom and dad, and, if he was honest, at himself.  So what if he failed history, who cares about what happened 100 years ago.  All Jeremy cared about was making sure his team won at football, running faster and better than everyone on the track, and Emily.  His Emily, head cheerleader, blonde, blue-eyed, and gorgeous.  Now, though, he would not be able to care about any of those things. 

“Great! Just because I failed one stupid class, I have to work with the retards,” Jeremy yelled.

“Jeremy, don’t raise your voice in this house,” his father calmly stated.

“Jeremy Blackstock! Don’t let me ever hear that word come out of your mouth.” His mother looked astonished.

“What ‘stupid’?”

“Jeremy you know what word your mother is talking about and stop being smart with us.”

Right at that moment, Jennifer, Jeremy’s older sister walks in the room singing a song from the church service the past Sunday.

“See what I mean, she’s so retarded she is singing to herself.” Jeremy turns around, and runs out the front door, slamming it as he leaves.  

“John!?” Julia Blackstock stands beside her husband with a worried look on her face, watching for Jennifer’s reaction.
Jennifer looks around the room slowly, seeing her parents, and Coach Hudson. 

“Hi, Coach!  Where’s Ms. Hudson?”

Steve Hudson’s heart catches in his chest for a second until he realizes Jennifer is talking about his daughter.  Five years after the accident, there are times when he forgets his beloved wife is gone. Shaking his head, he says, 

“Oh, Anna is at home tonight, Jennifer, but she is looking forward to school starting.  Are you?”

“Yep, I can’t wait to see my friends.”  Jennifer walks toward the kitchen. “Mom, can I have some ice cream?”

Will and Barbara Blackstock look at each other, glad that Jennifer did not pick up on what her brother said about her and her classmates.  

I look forward to hearing ALL feedback!