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    Letters from Blitz
    Letters from Blitz
    Letters from Blitz
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    Letters from Blitz

    By Dan Santos

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    What if your best friend crossed the Rainbow Bridge? What if he saw you suffering and wants to send you a message from that magical place to let you know he’s OK? This is the story of a dog named Blitz who changed the Rainbow Bridge forever.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDan Santos
    Release dateNov 9, 2019
    ISBN9780989678292
    Letters from Blitz
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    Dan Santos

    Dan Santos began writing novels after a successful career as a US diplomat in Europe, Africa and Latin America. Before that, he served our country as an infantry officer in the US Army.His thrillers have the direct, no-nonsense style of his diplomatic dispatches and his words are neither shy nor politically correct. When things need to be said he writes them "loud and clear."Brother and sister vets love The Insurrection Series, the story of how Americans revolted against a dictator who took over after a cataclysmic terrorist act. Yet, his sentimental novella about a beloved dog, embrace the reader's heart and is on three Amazon best-selling lists. Letters from Blitz was recently translated into Spanish.Dan is working on a spinoff to the Insurrection Series, an organized crime thriller, and - by public request - the story of a boy and his dog.The rough streets of Brooklyn will always stay in Dan's heart, but he now lives with his family in the Maryland countryside, not far from the awesome Potomac River.

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      Letters from Blitz - Dan Santos

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      Blitz couldn’t move and he hated that. His belly hurt. He couldn’t feel his legs. In his mind, he had turned weak and ugly, the total opposite of what he used to be. He hated being at the mercy of bodily functions he once set aside for the backyard. Mommy and Daddy had to clean up after him. They had to carry him everywhere. What kind of life was this?

      The pain was real. He could not stretch out his legs to lessen the pain that pierced his tummy. He couldn’t go on. He caught himself hoping the end would come soon. Maybe he’d go away like Lars and Maggie. Wherever they had gone had to be better.

      Daddy carried him to the deck that led to the backyard. Even for a strong guy like his human dad, Blitz’s 90 pounds must have been a heavy load; a punishing task he suffered without complaint.

      The man with the bundle stood by the patio door. Blitz remembered him well. It was the same man who came the day Maggie left. The roll of soft, brown cloth wrapped around the things he used on Maggie. His humans called him doctor.

      Blitz looked at the man’s eyes. To him, they looked cold, malevolent. Maybe this would be the day it would all end, like it had been for Maggie.

      It was awful to think he’d be leaving his humans. But he couldn’t bear another day of weakness, another day of shame and pain. He just couldn’t go on.

      They had spread a blanket on the deck, on the same spot they had prepared one for Maggie. Changing her mind at the last minute, Mommy moved it into the family room. Maggie left in the hot days of August. February days were colder and Mommy didn’t want him to be cold. She had once said she didn’t fear death; just its coldness. Blitz no longer cared.

      Nothing had worked. They had pushed him into machines with lots of lights and weird noises. People in white coats had stared at him, poked at his body and shaken their heads, with Daddy flinching at each jab. Some of the white-coated humans had numbed his pain and made him sleep; telling him all would be OK when he woke up. They had lied.

      Daddy avoided his eyes each time Blitz sought his gaze; that gaze which had always conveyed love and tenderness. He desperately wanted his human dad to look at him so he could tell him it was OK, that he knew it was time, that he wanted it to be the end.

      Knowing what Blitz wanted to tell him, his human was too smart to let their eyes meet. The man’s psyche rejected the thought of Blitz’s death. It was too painful to think his boy would be gone in a few minutes. He paced back and forth doing and saying things he didn’t have to do or say; meaningless words and actions meant to delay the moment. His eyes seemed moist and the sniffles uncharacteristic. Oh, Daddy, if you only knew how much I love you and Mommy.

      For the millionth time Blitz wished he could make human sounds. He understood what humans told him, but they did not understand his growls, barks, howls and whimpers.

      The two humans who meant the world to him kneeled by his side, stroking him, holding him tighter than he could stand. The man with the bundle crouched in silence, unrolled the cloth and selected a shiny thing from it. He drew liquid from a small bottle, looked at it against the light and pushed the plunger until a drop appeared on its pointy end. In one smooth motion the man slid the needle into Blitz’s neck and pushed the plunge. Warm liquid rushed through him. Growing tired, he at last held the eyes of his humans.

      The liquid warmed his insides. It felt good. Sleep came and the light dimmed. The last thing he experienced was his human family holding on to him even harder than before; their tears wetting his fur; their voices telling him they loved him.

      When the gloom reached its darkest shade, it turned abruptly into a white light so brilliant that it hurt the eyes.

      Blitz blinked and looked around. It was intensely white, fluffy, and cottony. He floated. Hovering above clouds gave him a thrilling new perspective. In a moment of clarity he sensed the pain had left him. It was all gone. Gliding aimlessly gave him a sense of wellbeing. Wait until they saw him!

      Hold it! They would see him, right? Where were they? All he saw was clouds. He felt good, but not seeing anyone around was frightening.

      He’d had enough. Shaking his floppy ears he stretched his legs and straightened his spine. His feet patted the soft surface; first with caution, then with more confidence. It had been so long since last his legs held him upright. For a moment, he thought he would stumble and fall, but he didn’t. Taking a tentative step and then another, he moved forward. Yes! He could walk again.

      Emboldened, he willed his still stiff extremities to move faster. They responded and he took off like a young pup.

      Wait! His brain shrieked a warning. It was great to run again, but where was he running to? The initial momentum kept him going. Narrowing his hazel eyes he focused on a far-away spot in the sea of white and fluffy substance. The dark spot stood in contrast to the clouds. As he neared it, it turned lighter, sort of greenish, until it became a full array of greens, browns and grays.

      Bounding forward, a puppy grin transformed his expression. His front legs sprung and landed playfully in a crouch. That’s how he used to tease and play when younger. It had been so long ago.

      Impatient, he sprinted ahead, nose pointed toward the rapidly defining target, sniffing to capture its scent, eyes clasped on its mystery. The brownish-green was now a hill. With a mind of their own, his legs brought the mad dash to a halt.

      An ocean of clouds encircled the hill and everything as far as he could see. The mound resembled an island sprouting out of a misty sea. Audaciously ascending, his foot pads felt the moist, green grass. A feeble breeze caressed and cooled his nostrils. It smelled great.

      Then it dawned on him he had darted up the hill without once huffing and puffing; just like the old Blitz before he got sick. But the place looked weird.

      Reaching the hill’s crest, Blitz scanned for other elevations, but saw only other dark spots in the distance. Loneliness clutched his heart when he thought those spots might only be other disappointing mounds like this one; just hills, nothing else. Where is everyone?

      Before, he’d only felt this alone when imprisoned in the plastic crate within the flying machine that took him to faraway places. But he’d never felt this lonely. At least, the flying machine made an awful racket to keep him company. Plus, he knew Mommy and Daddy sat above the cargo area, waiting to hold him and kiss him when it got to wherever.

      Something startled him on the left: a square and still ill-defined shape. In an impulse, he ran to where the smoky whiteness melted into the structure.

      Once closer, Blitz thought his eyes were playing tricks. It looked like someone had thrown a roof on a road. No walls, just a magical darkness holding up the roof. But it wasn’t a normal roof. An incredible display of brightly colored rays sprouted from its top. He’d never seen so many hues of reds, blues and yellows. They turned deeper, sharper, as he got closer. There were so many beautiful colors.

      Following a mysterious urge,

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