Jean Ann Williams is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers. She writes regularly for Putting on the New blog and Book Fun Magazine on the topic of child suicide loss. Her book “God’s Mercies after Suicide: Blessings Woven through a Mother’s Heart” started out as a blogged book on her Love Truth blog. Jean Ann and her husband of forty-six years have thirteen grandchildren from their two remaining children. They reside on one acre in Southern Oregon where they raise a garden, fruit orchard, goats, and chickens. Jean Ann’s favorite hobbies are practicing archery, hiking through the woods, and big game hunting with her bow.
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(The cities and places along the characters route are actual locations, though some names are changed.)
1. Some characters are composites of a few family members including myself. 2. Within minutes after the conversation which inspired this story, my husband and I began our trip home to Oregon and I pulled out my laptop and wrote Road Trip of Delusion. 3. The working title of this book was The Road Trip of Our Lives, and I changed it to its current title. 4. The cover illustration was created by my granddaughter. 5. Since the age of eight, I’ve traveled the same route my characters traveled. 6. My sister’s husband works for the highway division in Oregon and plows the snow off of Interstate 5 each winter. 7. At the same age as my main character, I drove my parents’ station wagon without a driver’s license and know the feeling of driving scared when I stalled the car in a deep creek behind our house and couldn’t get the vehicle out. 8. I know what it’s like being in a snow storm. When I was 14, my family and I woke to five feet of snow, and my dad had to climb out a window and shovel the snow away from the front door. 9. My personality is similar to the main character in respect to feeling often like a coward and plagued with a nervous stomach.) 
My heart sank to my navel as I grip-hugged my cookbook.
Granny slammed on the gas pedal of her Cadillac Fleetwood, and the vehicle chugged onto Highway 101. Her eagle eyes never wandered from the beams of the headlights. I shook my head for I had a huge regret. I wasn’t able to talk Granny out of taking this trip. In the backseat, my middle sister thirteen-year-old Leah Be-de-ah jumped on the freeway of reason. “And, Granny, don’t you think we should tell someone?” Granny’s head barely crested the top of the seat. “Your Grand, James, is gone, so it’s just me now.” She lifted her chin. Little sister Mia Babe sat next to Leah. “Kari?” Twisting in my seat, I faced them. “What?” “Mom says Grand’s in paradise, but where’s that?” Ah, Mia, an old soul at the age of seven. “Well, from what Mom taught me, it’s a spiritual place where people go when they die.” “Oh.” Mia rubbed her eye. A scary notion surfaced, and I slapped my forehead. “Granny, do you even know how to get to Oregon?” “Of course.” She flicked her blinker and passed a small car. “James and I visited Oregon when your mama was a slip of a teenager.” “But Granny—” Leah counted. “This was twenty-five years ago. Right, Kari?” “Right.” I rolled my eyes to the car roof and refocused on the headlight-brightened pavement. “I don’t think, Leah, they moved the state.” But, does Granny remember the route 
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