Vincent N. Scialo
The Rocking Chair is a true romance novel in every sense of the
word. It is the dramatic struggle of two young lovers from
different ethnic backgrounds. They must face life's obstacles
head on. What lies ahead will test their love and eventually
separate them. It isn't until years later that destiny was meant
for them to meet. A rocking chair given to Heidi for her
seventeenth birthday, which was left behind during the war, is
later stumbled upon in the United States. It is her quest to find
out what has happened to the man she was meant to spend her
life with. Is she ready to face the truth and give up the life she
now leads? Only time will tell. The Rocking Chair is
exhilarating from start to finish. It underlines the true meaning
of love and leaves you asking the question... What really is true
love?
This is a first novel for Vincent N. Scialo. He has taken numerous writing courses and is currently involved in a writers’ workshop. Vincent networks with other first-time authors over the Internet from various states across the country.
He strives to perfect his work. He is currently working on a second novel which he is sure will grip his readers. It is a page-turning suspense thriller guaranteed to keep you up all night.
Vincent resides in Bellmore, Long Island, with his wife Jennifer and two children.
Heidi recalled their most horrific encounter. The four of them
were in desperate need of food. Off in the distance was a small
farmhouse. After careful consideration, they voted in favor of
making an attempt to stop at the farm. In broad daylight this
could be very risky for all of them all. Belle had instructed her
three children to remain silent. Belle would try to persuade the
owner to give them some food. The four of them walked to the
front door. Heidi could still replay the scene so vividly in her
head of what took place next.
"Good morning Sir, my name is Belle, and these are my
children." The man, who looked weathered from years of hard
labor outdoors, stared at them with a look of disgust. "I come to
you in hopes of some food and water, " she continued. The man
took a step outside onto his porch along with a small, framed
woman, who appeared to be his wife. Two small boys stood
along side of her.
"Youngins, go off and tend to the sheep out back" ordered their
father. The boys ran off as instructed to do so.
The man turned to Belle and said, " Why would I give you
food?"
Belle taken back by his coldness responded "We can help around
your farm. My two oldest can put in a good days work out in the
fields. Please, we are hungry, Sir. My youngest needs anything
you can spare. A piece of bread perhaps. I'm not asking for
money for exchange for our labor. Just a smitten of food, please!
" begged Belle. The woman looked for what to do next from her
husband, remaining silently for his response. She too seemed
very cold towards them.
"Are you a Jew?" he bluntly asked.
Heidi had stood back and had heard enough. She stepped in front
of her mother and said, "Why does that matter to you, Sir?"
"Please, Heidi, let me handle this," Belle insisted.
"No mother, I asked the man a question and I would like to know
his answer. I'll ask it again. Why does it matter if were Jews or
not, Sir?"
The man glared at them with pure hatred and evil in his eyes
saying, "You are Jews. You want Me to feed a bunch of Jews,"
he laughed. His laugh was very disturbing to the four of them.
He continued, "How on earth did you Jews ever get this far
without getting caught? I thought our soldiers were rounding all
you Jews up and sending you all off to some camp far away. I
must confess, you do look like a sad bunch. A couple of pieces
of some fresh baked hot bread might satisfy that hunger of yours.
Wouldn't that be nice, Jews?"
"Oh, yes Sir," Belle said excitedly. "My youngest boy needs it
the most. He can barely go on. He's so weak."
"Is that right, ma'am? Well, let me tell you what I'm willing to
do. See all that fresh bread I told you about. I'd rather feed it to
my pigs in their pen, then feed you filthy animals." Heidi
couldn't believe what she just heard. After everything they had
been through, and now this evil man toyed with their minds. He
almost had them convinced that he would feed them.
"How dare YOU!" Heidi screamed. "Filthy animals! Is that what
we look like to you? We're human beings just like you. We're
proud to be Jewish. Does that make us bad people? What did we
ever do to you?" The woman tugged on her husbands arm. The
man didn't budge.
"Your kind thinks your so superior. Always has, always will.
Well look at you now. Who's begging who? Now get your Jew
asses off my property or I myself might make you my target
practice. I'll give you to the count of three to get moving. One...
two..." The woman pulled harder at the man and made a
gesture for him to go inside the house. The man just stood there
ignoring her. The woman didn't want any trouble. Not so much
for the Jews, but for her own families safety. If the Nazi soldiers
were near by and heard gunshots, they might come and
investigate. By not reporting the Jews they would certainly be
punished. All she wanted was for the Jews to leave. She feared
bloodshed was about to take place. Innocent lives would be lost.
Ones she didn't care about either way. It was the aftermath of
deposing of their dead bodies that troubled her more.
"I should get my rifle I keep for hunting. These Jews don't seem
to want to leave." The man proceeded to enter his house and in
less than a minute was back outside with the rifle in hand. He
aimed the rifle right at them. He kept his arm steady the whole
while.
Belle panicked at the sight of the rifle. She grabbed Jared by the
hand and fled to the fields. Benjamin too scrambled for safety.
Heidi stood still. The event unfolding right before her eyes was
baffling. This man, who was of German decent, was just as evil
as the soldiers who invaded their home. Whatever this man
called Hitler had used to brainwash these people to denounce all
Jews, had worked. This farmer was living proof to that
testament. As Heidi now backed slowly away, she stared straight
into his eyes. She wasn't certain if he would use the rifle but she
took her chances anyhow by saying "We will leave your farm.
We came only in peace. All we asked for was kindness for your
fellow human beings. You treated us with nothing but hatred. I
only hope and pray that you and your family never fall behind
times. May you never know hunger like we do right now, and
may only good fortune be bestowed upon you. You see Sir, this
whole experience will make us stronger and in the end, we will
survive.
