This book is written by S.A. Cosby. S.A. Cosby is from Southeastern Virginia and many of the places he mentioned or described, I knew because I grew up in Southwestern Virginia. Ike and Buddy Lee never accepted either one of their son's sexuality. The never accepted that their son's married one another either, nor that they mixed their sperm together and had a surrogate provide them a child to raise, a daughter.
Ike and Buddy Lee were both convicts and had never met each other until the day of their children's funeral. Derek and Isaiah were married to one another and their daughters name was Arianna. One man was black and the other one was white. Ike and his wife was tasked with raising their grand daughter. Ike had been out prison for fifteen years and had a successful landscaping business.
The police came to both men and told them that they were going to close the investigation into the deaths of their sons. The police said that none of the friends were talking or providing any leads for them to follow and the case was going cold after only several weeks. One day, Buddy Lee came to Ike and asked him if he was going to do anything about the police not doing anything. Then said when you decide call me. One day, Ike went to visit the graves and found that the head stones had been severely damaged, run into with a truck and the graves ran over by a truck as well.
Both men started their own investigation into the death of their son's. It was found that their was a major crime ring involved in the death of their children. It involved drug running, gun running and many other felonies. Both fathers found that each one of their children had been shot not once but multiple times in the head. As the two ex convicts began their investigation, they started to get resistance from friends of their sons. As Ike and Buddy Lee did interrogation, they destroyed several stores, including movie theaters. Both men went back to their sons' house to look for clues. Ike was in the back bedroom and Buddy Lee was in the living room when two men came into their sons' house and attacked both men. One paid dearly the other one didn't. Both men tore up businesses to get information, operating just above the law.
One son worked for a newspaper and a prostitute came to him with this story about major drug dealing with gun running and that some of the major players were police and judges. One of the major players turned out to be a very prominent judge.
This was an exceptional book book and very well written by the author. Well done, the crime was believable as was the background story. Both men discussed not being there for their sons because of their long term incarceration, but that didn't mean they didn't care about or love their children. Both men still couldn't nor wouldn't accept their children being gay. Ike recalls his last words he had with his son was that of hostility because of his sexuality when he was younger.
This dealt with parents trying to come too terms with their children who had alternative lifestyles that they couldn't accept and was trying to come to grips with. The fact that they had to worry about raising an innocent child who was left with out her parents.
I give this book a five out of five stars. The author did an excellent job of portraying the suffering of the parents. The emotions that parents go through due to the loss of a child. We all have the same belief that our children should bury us, not the other way around. This book is a must read for all adults.
About the Creator
Lawrence Edward Hinchee
I am a new author. I wrote my memoir Silent Cries and it is available on Amazon.com. I am new to writing and most of my writing has been for academia. I possess an MBA from Regis University in Denver, CO. I reside in Roanoke, VA.
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