The Testing Of The Children

The Beginning

It was a summer afternoon in South Dakota. John was just a ordinary farmer with a family. They lived in a farmhouse over the Black Hills were they grew black cherries, strawberries and wheat. They're neighbors, the Kingsmen, were always kind to them and showed respect for they supplied the new generation with nutrients to grow. Today was June 7, 2025, The year of tomorrow they called it. John never agreed with that, he thought it was just another year of no progress. John was six foot twelve with slick black hair, his eyes a stone cold blue with the glaze of a eagle. He was a soft and kind fellow, though in his mid 50's, he was still strong and was always fit. John had a beautiful wife, as pretty can be, and he had four beautiful kids that he could spend his life with. His wife, Laurie, loved to read and take care of the family. She always fed the cattle, the horses, chicken and the pigs. Her hair was as white as snow and had the singing voice of an angel. She always wore a white dress when they went down to the market to sell their crops. She was five foot two, she was wise and only in her late forties. She loved how her children always behaved themselves and always stayed out of trouble. The oldest, Charlie, was fifteen years old and was six foot two, he was the wildest child of the bunch. He always made sure that his siblings were safe and out of harms way. His eyes sparkled a jade green and he was always quite around others that were not known to him. He was always around his sisters who were twins. They were both four foot five and they were thirteen years of age. They had their fathers eyes and were always kind to everyone around them. They thought they were there mom's favorite children. Their younger brother, who is eight years of age, is three foot five and had his mother's eyes, a light brown to compliment their younger brothers deep brown hair. His name was Tom, after Johns grandfather, John kept his family name to keep it going as it was quickly dying. The last name was McBraggar. Irish in nature and was historically one. Their last name was always spelled wrong because the tourists and some of the locals didn't really known them that well.