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    Captured: Based on a True Story
    Captured: Based on a True Story
    Captured: Based on a True Story
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    Captured: Based on a True Story

    By Gladys Rempel

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    But when the day came for him to come home, she didn't hear from him. What could be taking so long? Then came the phone call: "Grace, I got caught..." His tone, filled with fear and regret, was one she hadn't ever heard before.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWord Alive Press
    Release dateNov 24, 2017
    ISBN9781486614714
    Captured: Based on a True Story

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      Captured - Gladys Rempel

      CAPTURED

      Copyright © 2017 by Gladys Rempel

      All rights reserved. Neither this publication nor any part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

      EPUB Version: 978-1-4866-1471-4

      Word Alive Press

      131 Cordite Road, Winnipeg, MB R3W 1S1

      www.wordalivepress.ca

      Cataloguing in Publication may be obtained through Library and Archives Canada

      I want to dedicate this book to Mom and Dad.

      Thank you for teaching us to stand up for each other.

      Contents

      Acknowledgements

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Acknowledgements

      I want to thank you, Yolanda, for helping me by reading what I wrote. Your constructive critiques gave me a sense of security.

      I want to thank you, Marlene, for continuously being on my case about finishing this project, and believing in it. That’s what propelled me to keep at it.

      I want to thank my children, Stanton, Cebrina, Miranda and Anneka, for being excited about the book Mom is writing. You four inspire me to keep dreaming big!

      Chapter One

      Greg asked me to go to his dad’s auction with him, but I don’t think I should. I have a lot of jobs that need to be done at home this week.

      Grace Klassen heard something in her husband’s voice that Saturday that made her think he really wanted to go.

      When would you leave, John, and for how long? she asked.

      John’s uncle from Bolivia had recently bought a business in Seminole, Texas, and planned to sell some of the extra supplies that had come with the business. Seminole was a nine-hour drive from the Klassens’ home in Mexico.

      But it was time for bed, so she didn’t get any answers.

      As cousins, John and his uncle’s son Greg had been close ever since they were little, growing up in Bolivia. Earlier that year, Greg and his wife Meera, Grace’s own sister, had moved to Mexico where John and Grace had lived for four years. Having married sisters, Greg and John grew even closer.

      John had started working with his Uncle Robert, Greg’s dad, and then partnered with him and Greg’s older brother Mark to buy a farm. But Robert lived in Bolivia, and Mark in Canada, so John had to work hard, alone, to turn the desert land into a productive farm.

      Grace’s family from Manitoba had also been very close. She was the middle of eight siblings and loved having family nearby. Although all her siblings had been born in Belize, her parents had moved the family to Canada when they were quite young. So Canada had become home to them all.

      In the past few years, though, Grace and three of her siblings had packed up their families and moved to Mexico, hoping for a better future. At first she’d just been happy to still be close to family, but thoughts of criticism and judgment had been entering her mind recently. John’s too.

      If only we could live somewhere with no extended family around, she thought. Then we wouldn’t have to deal with all the little trials of life getting between friends, family, church members, and business partners.

      Honey, I’m proud of you for making the decision to stay home, Grace told John on Sunday morning. She smiled. I know you really wanted to go to the auction, but it’s wise to stay home and do the paperwork instead… pay the bills, clear up the accounts.

      With the harvest done, Grace wasn’t surprised that John would have preferred to go on the four-day trip to his Uncle Robert’s auction, but her husband of sixteen years usually made wise decisions. He amazed her.

      Monday morning started as usual. The gym, which the Klassens had bought about a month earlier, had to be opened at six in the morning and closed at eight o’clock at night. This job fell to Sean, their fifteen-year-old son. Sean had his plate full this year between finishing tenth grade, managing the gym, and playing football. Earlier in the school year he had taken time off from home-schooling to help John with the cotton harvest. He was somewhat behind now.

      John got up at 7:00 and went to the gym for his regular workout. He met Sean, who had gone at 6:00 to open the gym.

      Grace too got up. She sat down with her hot drink at the dining room table for her own quiet time. She enjoyed a little bit of alone time with God before her responsibilities started. At 7:30, she started preparing breakfast, woke up the girls, and cheerfully hummed as she took on the tasks of the day.

      As Grace completed the last of the breakfast preparations, she looked out the window and saw the familiar sight, one which always gave her joy. John drove up in his farm truck, parked it, and came in with an energized, sweaty look. Quietly, as many times before, Grace thanked God for the man He had brought into her life. She went to the door to greet him.

      John greeted her with a kiss and said, I’ve decided to go with Greg. We’re leaving tomorrow at noon.

      Grace was disappointed but didn’t argue. Since childhood, she had been taught to allow her husband to be the leader of the household. Girls, her mom would say. Now, when you are living with us, you need to obey your parents, but when you get married, you do as your husband desires. This was engrained into the very fabric of her being. She would not question John’s desires.

      But inside, she thought, He’s gonna go on one of his fun trips again. When do I ever get a fun trip? I never do! I work! And yes, it’s true, I love work. She wanted to be with her children. She loved them and didn’t want to leave them anyway. Plus, it would cost too much for her to go anywhere. But I do wish John would think of me sometimes and offer me a few days away.

      She quickly snapped out of her little pity party, remembering all too well how her mother had taught her not to attend any of those parties.

      Grace had been only in Grade One when her auntie, who was only three years older than her, had said something to hurt her feelings on their walk home from school. So to make her auntie feel bad, Grace had decided to stay back and sulk while the others kept walking. She hadn’t realized that her mother, waiting for her dear ones to come home, was standing at the window watching. When Grace came in, her mom had asked what had taken place and why she hadn’t come home with the other kids. Grace told the truth. Mom had said she shouldn’t sulk, and Grace got a well-deserved spanking! The lesson had stuck with Grace ever since, although she still needed to constantly remind herself of it.

      Honey, do you think you can be home by Friday night? asked Grace. I was really hoping to keep going to the marriage classes Richard and Melanie are hosting at their house. And I would like for us to go together.

      Grace’s sister Melanie lived close by.

      I think we’ll be home by then, he replied.

      Doubting his words, she let it rest. Nobody liked a nag!

      As planned, John left the following morning with Greg. Right after they left, Grace sent John a text message, wishing them a safe drive, and then got to her duties as a mother of four, managing the week without her husband.

      Home-schooling kept her busy. Camila, thirteen and in Grade Eight, was a quiet student and rarely needed help. May, eleven and in Grade Six, needed a little more coaching. Although she had been a straight-A student for many years, she had been struggling recently. Still, every time she got a grade lower than ninety percent, she wrestled with tears. Anthia, six, was just learning to read, so Grace spent a lot of time by her side, teaching her to read and write.

      None of them got worried when Dad left for a few days. They had grown up in a home where Dad frequently went on trips, often for three

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