A Boy Named Jett

JerimiahDoss 001Someday I’d like to write a story about a boy named Jett mainly because I like the name.  It’s a great fictional name.   Don’t you agree?  But I didn’t make it up.  Jett was a real person who dated a relative of mine when they were teenagers.

Years later, my relative attended his funeral.  As she looked into the casket, a tear fell from her eye and landed on his cheek.  She reached down to wipe it off, but a woman stopped her.

“Don’t do that,” she said.  “Jett would have liked it.  He never got over you.”

How’s that for a prologue?  Not only is real life stranger than fiction; sometimes it’s better.


4 thoughts on “A Boy Named Jett

  1. Sheryl Wright Stinchcum Post author

    Hey, Eric. You’re right. Actually, there’s more to this “true” story than meets the eye–nothing sensational, but quite moving. I’ve been thinking about using this as a prologue and making up the rest. A series? Good idea. I’ll give it some thought. Thanks for the encouragement.


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