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also knew that Joshua had never ever taken it off for any reason.
    “Here” he said to the young boy. “I want you to have this.”
    The young boy just looked with surprise in his teary eyes. He was amazed as his heart beat so hard and fast he could feel it pounding against the walls of his chest.
    “What are you doing, you can’t do that? What will you do?”
    “It’s okay my friend. This medal has brought me through many times of fear and hardship, it’s time to share it and give someone else the same thing that it has given me.” Joshua said. He leaned over and placed the chain around the young boy’s neck.
    “It’s a St. Christopher’s medal. According to the story, he was a powerfully built man who wandered the world searching for adventure. He had came upon a stream where a hermit lived, guiding others to safe places to cross. The hermit instructed the traveler in the truth of God and the traveler soon took the hermits place. Then, instead of guiding them as the hermit had, he carried them across on his strong shoulders.
    One day a child had come and as he carried him across, the child’s weight almost crushed him. Once on the other side the child revealed himself as Christ and explained that he weighed so much because he carried the weight of the world upon himself. He then baptized the traveler with water from the stream. He was then the Saint of things related to travel and people who carry things. This will protect you in your travels through life and protect you from what ever burdens you carry.”
    The young boy didn’t know what to say, so he cried and hugged Joshua tightly. “I’m gonna miss you Joshua, you’re my only friend.” He sobbed.
    “You will always be my friend” and placing the young man’s hand on his heart, “you will always be right here.”
    After Joshua had left, the young boy lay in his bed. He cried softly to himself, his hand tightly holding the medal that his dear friend had given him.
    He did not know it at the time, but that would be the last time that he would ever see his friend Joshua. A short time later, he would discover that his dear friend had been killed in a robbery. The thief, caught a few hours later had gotten less than twenty-two dollars and fifty cents for his trouble. The young boy would always carry the guilt that if his friend had not given him the medal that day he would still be alive.
    As soon as he was old enough, after turning 18, he enlisted into the Marine Corps. He quickly got into the Special Forces unit. The major war of the time was Viet Nam. It did not take long to get orders. He had survived two tours in Nam. While in the corp., he had spent a considerable time in the Asian countries. He toured the Philippines, Thailand, and Korea. Thailand was the worst. Even today, these monsters go there to find young, under age sex with these innocent children. They were all the same though. The sale and black market trade of sex was rampant. Young children, little girls especially were nothing more than items in an exploding meat market that would reap millions upon millions of dollars for the sick and depraved worldwide. The young girls and boys sodomized so many times, their insides destroyed would no longer work. They would soon die a very young age.
    The things that he saw would make him physically sick to his stomach. Many, many times he would grab the medal he still wore from his friend Joshua. He swore that he would some day be the one to break the chains that bound them and carry the children to a safe place to cross. He knew he’d never be a saint, but he would surely be their guardian.

Chapter 3
    The paramedics and a large assortment of official vehicles arrived, lights flashing, commotion everywhere. Of course, the media had shown up almost as soon as Jacoby had gotten off the radio to central.
    “What the hell?” One of the medics said his mouth hanging open, eyes wide. “Man, I ain’t never seen nothing like that.”
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