The Secret
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May
Kerry O’Brien has a secret so terrible it burns inside her. All she wants is to be part of a normal family, but with a stepfather like Bill, that is impossible.
Set in the 1970s when secrets like this were only ever whispered about, Kerry somehow keeps her humour by pretending everything is fine. Then she meets biker Tommy, and he has his own secret; one that impacts on her.
Kerry’s secret becomes harder to keep and the tell-tell signs harder to hide. Can she keep it together? Can Tommy and Kerry get it together?
Then the worst happens and Kerry’s secret is a secret no more.
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EXCERPT:
'This is where I
work,” he said, as we entered a joiner’s workshop. I could see half built
furniture with lots of wood shavings on the floor and various types of cutting
equipment. We walked over to one half built piece of furniture.
“This is mine,” he
said. “I’m working on it at the moment.” It was wardrobe and it hadn’t got any
doors.
“How on earth do
you make these?” I asked running my finger through a pattern in the wood.
“With this, it’s
called a router.” He held up some kind of tool. “Just look inside here,” he
said, indicating inside of the wardrobe.
I peered just
behind where the door would be, and saw he’d scraped TS 74 in the wood. “Oh
yeah.”
“We all like to
mark them somewhere. So should you ever buy a wardrobe, take a look inside, it
might be one of mine.”
I grinned. “You’ll
be famous.”
He laughed. “Come
on, we’ll go into the tea room.”
We went up some
stairs and into a big kitchen. There was a table in the centre and on it were
mugs and some still contained tea that had gone cold and congealed. I pulled a
face.
“I know,” he said
as if reading my mind. “We’re a mucky lot.” He began clearing it piling it into
a dirty looking sink.
Kitchen cupboards
snaked around the sides of the room, both on the wall and beneath the counter.
Some of the doors didn’t appear to fit properly and some didn’t even have
doors. There was a fridge, but there was also a bottle of milk standing on the
top, it’s contents half empty and I just had the feeling I wouldn’t want to
drink it. In fact, everything looked grubby.
“I would offer you
a brew...”
I laughed, “Not a
chance, some of those cups look like they’ve never been washed.”
“Come over here,”
he said, standing by the table.
“Why?” I asked a
little dubiously.
“I want you to lie
on it.”
I frowned, “Why?”
He looked at me
with mischievous eyes and my pulse quickened. “I want to draw you.”
Draw me? I didn’t
expect that. Was I disappointed? Did I think he was going to make mad
passionate love to me right there on that table top?
I managed to
giggle and stood on the chair, then onto the table and lay down, feeling a bit
silly. I let him manoeuvre me into position and felt even sillier.
“Relax, Kerry.”
“Do you know how
hard this table is?”
He pulled out a
chair and sat down a little way from the me. Producing a sketchpad from
somewhere, he began to draw.
“Well, this is
nice,” I said, feeling the back of my head on the edge of the table as I peered
at the ceiling and my hair hung down towards the floor.
“You’ve no idea,”
he said, glancing up at me and then down to the sketchpad as his pencil moving
quickly.
“Hmm, I wonder
what’s for tea tonight. Wood chips? Or wardrobe sausage?” I pondered.
“Keep still.”
“I am still; in
fact I’m so still you can hardly tell I’m breathing.”
“Your mouth is
moving.”
“Can you draw an
open mouth?” I puckered it.
“Not in the way
you mean, shut up a minute.”
I mentally counted
to 60 and then said, “My back is aching.”
“Okay,” he said,
standing up and snapping the pad closed. “Finished.”
“Can I see it?”
“No, you can’t, I
need to finish it first.”
“I thought you
just said you’d finished.”
“Hmm,” I loved the
rumble sound his voice made. “These are just the bare bones,” he said with a
grin. “I’ve to fill it in yet.”
“God!” I huffed,
feigning annoyance. “I’ve been called many things, but bare bones!”
He swatted my bum
with his hand. “You’ll see it, eventually.”
We were laughing
as we made our way back outside to his bike. Is this too soon to fall it love?
Because I was falling right over!'
What the readers are saying:
The story is gripping and interesting,
the romance warm and simmering. I absolutely loved the ending, which gives the
story an almost fairy tale-like feeling. All in all, it was a very enjoyable
two hour read, and I whole heartedly recommend it to fans of the genre.
S
Anderson
I really enjoyed this book and I was
automatically drawn into the characters world, from the very first page. Tommy treats
Kerry like a queen and it's so refreshing to read a story where the man
respects and truly loves the girl.
Jenna
Hodge
The characters were so real and the
story definitely so believable. These sort of secrets unfortunately still go on.
Let's hope others can find the strength just like Kerry to come out on the
other side.
Lindy-Lou
Karen J Mossman lives in Anglesey in Wales with her husband. She
had written 4 books, three themed short story collections, The Missing, Behind
The Music, Heroes and Joanna's Journey, a novel set in the 1980s.
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