Wes Dodd was born in Lynchburg, Virginia in 1958, currently residing in Southside Virginia. He has two daughters and three grandchildren. Within the last couple years he has discovered a passion for creating and breathing life into great stories. He has published three novels: The Crimson Key, a mystery, The Secret Guardian, fantasy and Saving Faith, a romantic thriller.
The Secret Guardian
Release Date: April 2013
A Sacred Society exists amongst us all. Believed only as a myth—its origin thrives in secret. Once transformed, each generation of its members become the elite of our society—some for good and some for evil as well. Troy Anthony, unknowingly and somewhat unwillingly, is about to join the elite, like his father before him. It takes a close family friend to ultimately expose the Secret to Troy, revealing his true destiny, and then she becomes a valuable ally. They inadvertently share a unique bond—one of which many doubt its very existence. Troy is taken to two magical places where he learns many secrets of the world, many of which we all have been curious about. It becomes an epic battle where Troy clashes with an evil tyrant, his father’s assassin, a distant cousin sharing many of Troy’s unique abilities.
She pointed at the water once again. “Touch the water with your finger, and you will see. Go ahead, trust me.”
Troy reluctantly reached out towards the lavender water with his index finger, slowly pushing it towards the water as if frightened from not knowing what may happen next. He barely stuck his finger in, then jerked it out quickly, as if something within the water might bite it off. The ripples that resulted spread quickly throughout the tiny pond—as if magical. As the water became calm and smooth once again, a clear picture appeared before him within the water. It was a clear picture of his mother—Claire. She was holding a newborn baby while in a hospital bed. His father, Bruce, was standing by the bed, and they both seemed very happy.
Alexa looked at Troy and smiled. “Troy…this is your history.”
Troy was mesmerized by the picture before his eyes, he as a child with his loving parents. It lasted for a few moments then slowly faded away. Then picture after picture appeared of times in his life, all in sequence. The second was of him playing in the tub with his mom, smiling with no teeth, splashing water with a crop of soap suds for hair. Then appeared his first steps at home with Mom and Dad. Then his first Halloween dressed as a fireman, walking from house to house with his dad. Then Dad taking him for his first haircut, which his mother treasured, tucking away the clippings in a safe place. Then when he got his first puppy, a Dalmatian named Blazer that would pull him along in his little red wagon.
Alexa watched Troy as he gazed at his history. She saw and felt his emotions, laughing right along with him. He continuously watched—his eyes glued to the pictures.
Then came Christmas when Dad dressed up in a Santa suit. Santa was enjoying the warm freshly baked cookies, washing them down with the ice cold milk, while he and his mother spied through the banister from upstairs. Then came his first day of school with riding the school bus for the very first time, and of course the time he lost his first tooth—he always believed that the quarter was a silver dollar. Troy and Alexa laughed together as they watched picture after picture.
Then came that awful day when Troy was dressed in his little black suit at his father’s funeral—saluting his father’s casket. Alexa could sense his emotions building up, quickly turning from happy to sad and then angry once again. Then he calmed down as the pictures showed the move to Virginia, his high school and first date with Becca. Then of course came football and winning each championship, including the last one with the miraculous catch that he couldn’t remember making.
Finally the pictures ceased, as the calm water turned lavender once again. Both sat quietly for a few minutes. Troy rose in silence and slowly walked around the edge of the water, gathering his thoughts as well as his emotions. Could what she was saying possibly be real? After a few minutes Alexa walked over to him. She put her hand on his shoulder. “Will you be all right?”
Troy turned to face her, looking deep into her amazing eyes. “I am not sure how you are doing this. Is it possible that you are telling me the real truth? I doubted you because it went against everything I had been taught…but now what you say might be the truth. There is still much I do not understand. I still have many questions to be answered.”