PODCAST: Whyte House Family Spoken Novels Holiday Edition #4: The Thanksgiving Letters Chapter 4 by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte

Welcome to the Whyte House Family Spoken Novels podcast: Holiday Edition episode #4. Today we are reading chapter 4 of the novel “The Thanksgiving Letters” by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte.

As Alexander Fleming drove home from Fiona’s funeral at New Hope Cathedral, he thought back to the drive he had taken home nearly five years earlier from her house with his son, Art.


“Well, son, it’s almost midnight. Brace yourself for your mother’s interrogation,” Alexander said to his son.

“Yeah, Dad, why is Mom like that? She never seems satisfied with things.”

“Art, your mother isn’t happy unless she’s in control of everything. The death of her father at a young age left her feeling a bit insecure, I think.”

“I don’t see any reason for her to be insecure now,” Art said. “I mean, she has everything. A great husband who’s the best father. Kids who love her. Pretty clothes. Beautiful jewelry. Besides, she can do whatever she pleases. If I were her, I would be totally happy and content.”

“That’s the spirit,” Alexander said. “And, I see it in the way you play football. Four more practices before the big game. Are you ready?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you sure you want to go all the way to Florida for college? It’s far from home.”

“Positive. I’m going to miss you and all, but Florida State is where I want to study and play football. Did you know Charles is going to Florida State also?”

“Yes. His mother told me. At least you’ll both have each other.”

As his Dad parked the van, Art asked, “Do you think Mom will come to the last game?”

“I don’t know, Art. Just ask her. She may surprise us,” Alexander said with a chuckle. “The best we can do for her is pray for her.”

They both headed up the stairs to retire for the night when Barbara Fleming stopped them at the top of the staircase.

“Where are you both coming from?”

Art looked at his dad.

“Go ahead to your room, Art. Go and get some rest,” his dad told him.

“Sure, Dad. ‘Night Mom,” he said, slipping past his mother.

Alexander went to their bedroom.

“Where have you been?” Barbara asked following her husband into the bedroom.
“I was worried sick.”

“No, you weren’t worried sick,” Alexander sighed. “You were mad because you did not know exactly where we were, and I did not get your permission to go anywhere. But if it will make you happy, Art had an extended practice which ended with a celebration at one of the team player’s house.”

“Until after twelve midnight?” Barbara questioned, her eyebrows raised disbelievingly.

“Sure. We hung out together with the team — you know — father/son thing. You ought to join us some time. You’ll love it,” Alexander said.

“You’re spending too much time with that boy and…” Barbara started to say.

“And you’re not spending enough time with him,” Alexander interrupted. “You have never spent enough time with him, nor with Clemen, and definitely not with Cambia.”

“There’s no truth to that,” Barbara said. “I have always been here for our children. The problem is they have always wanted their own way – especially Art. He could have turned out to be a great lawyer – a respectable occupation – but, no, he went against my plans for him and instead went into football. What a waste of his life.”

“Barbara, that’s his dream and he’s doing a darn good job at making it come to pass. Did you know he’s the star quarterback of the team?” Alexander asked.

“And did you know he has accepted a football scholarship and will be leaving us during the summer to go to Florida to play with the big boys?”

Barbara sunk down on the bed, her eyes wide open. “He never told me all this. Whatever the case, he can’t just go without our permission.”

“No, he never told you, but he does have my permission. After Art saw how you nearly ruined Clemen’s life, he wised up and decided you were not going to ruin his. To this day, you are still bitter because he chose football. And if you don’t watch yourself,” Alexander said, narrowing his eyes, “Cambia will be following Art out the door, and that will be fine with me too.”

“That is not true,” Barbara snapped. “I have sacrificed for these children since…”

“Yeah, yeah, sacrificed my foot. And if you did sacrifice, you did it with a nasty attitude. And what good mother does not sacrifice for her children? In case you don’t know, there is a great difference between sacrificing for someone and controlling someone,” Alexander said. “Anyway, I am tired so I am going to sleep. You should do the same.”

Pulling the satin sheet over him, Alexander said, “Talking about sacrifice, you ought to consider going to Art’s homecoming game. It would mean so much to him.”

Barbara rolled her eyes and gave the sheet a tug. “Grown men running around like toddlers,” she muttered.

Alexander Fleming disregarded her remark, and fell off to sleep thinking about Fiona and the wonderful evening they had together.


Thank you for joining us for this episode of Whyte House Family stories. You may purchase a copy of this novel and any other Christian fiction books read on this podcast from Amazon.com.

Now, dear listener, please know that God—the divine Author of all things—wants to write a great story with your life as well. But first you must give Him the pen by trusting Him with the life He gave you and surrendering your heart to Jesus Christ as Savior. Here is how:

1. Accept the fact that you are a sinner, and that you have broken God’s law. The Bible says in Ecclesiastes 7:20: “For there is not a just man upon earth that doeth good, and sinneth not.” Romans 3:23 reads: “For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.”

2. Accept the fact that there is a penalty for sin. The Bible states in Romans 6:23: “For the wages of sin is death…”

3. Accept the fact that you are on the road to hell. Jesus Christ said in Matthew 10:28: “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.” The Bible says in Revelation 21:8: “But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”

4. Accept the fact that you cannot do anything to save yourself! The Bible states in Ephesians 2: 8, 9: “For by grace are ye saved through faith: and that not of yourselves: it is a gift of God. Not of works, lest any man should boast.”

5. Accept the fact that God loves you more than you love yourself, and that He wants to save you from hell. Jesus Christ said in John 3:16, “For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”

6. With these facts in mind, please repent of your sins, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and pray and ask Him to come into your heart and save you this very moment. The Bible states in the book of Romans 10:9, 13: “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”

“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

Dear friend, if you are willing to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ for salvation, please pray with me this simple prayer: Heavenly Father, I realize that I am a sinner and that I have done some bad things in my life. For Jesus Christ sake, please forgive me of my sins. I now believe with all of my heart that Jesus Christ died for me, was buried, and rose again. Lord Jesus, please come into my heart and save my soul and change my life today. Amen.

If you believed in your heart that Jesus Christ died on the cross, was buried, and rose again, allow me to say, congratulations on doing the most important thing in life and that is accepting Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour! For more information to help you grow in your newfound faith in Christ, go to Gospel Light Society.com and read “What To Do After You Enter Through the Door”. Jesus Christ said in John 10:9, “I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.”

May God bless you until next time.