Giveaway Day 4

Day Four
Twelve days until Christmas! I have decided to launch a holiday giveaway. I will post a blog every day for the next 12 days. All you need to do to be entered in the giveaway is leave a comment about why you want to read my book I will be choosing a winner every day for the next 12 days to receive a copy as a Kindle copy. On Christmas Eve I will choose one winner to receive a signed copy to be mailed. All I ask in return is an honest review posted to Amazon or Goodreads after you finish the book. I look forward to reading your comments and hope this is as much fun for you as it is for me. Good luck!!

Congratulations Cessa Larrance. You are today’s winner of a Kindle copy of “View From the Sixth Floor: An Oswald Tale”.

“There has been speculation as to what branch of government I might have worked for. I worked for THE government, any branch that needed me and could use me. Sometimes I worked for more than one at a time. Often one branch did not know what the other was doing. More often than that the President often did not know what was being done in his name. I did not know that back then. I believed whatever assignment I was given had been approved by the leader of our country. When I was told I had to defect to what was then the USSR I agreed but I was worried. What would happen to my family; my mother, my brothers? I was not permitted to reveal my status. I was told it was vital that I be accepted by the Soviets. It was then I realized I had been groomed for this; this was why I had been taught Russian. So much pressure was on me. I could not fail under any circumstances. I did as I was commanded. I defected. But it was a sham. Did the Soviets suspect I was a spy? Probably. They were convinced to allow me to stay. They set me up in an apartment, gave me a job, made me comfortable. I was given an allowance. After a very short time I realized I was being given special treatment. This was not the way the citizens of the USSR lived. I made friends with many people who worked and lived near me. None lived as well as I did. It was apparent to me that the Soviet administration did not believe I was a genuine defector. What happened next was not an anticipated change. I met a young woman. And that was the beginning of my withdrawal from the USSR.
LHO  Marina

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