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A community in mourning following the tragic death of postman, Joe. A rural sleepy village from tranquillity to chaos. Bizarre experiences bringing significant opportunity to appreciate, to validate, to remissness, to regress consequences. Suspense, anticipation, united in grief, distraught by turmoil, delicate friendships tested, families torn, secrets revealed. Religion too proves its power.

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers
Date de parution	30 novembre 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781528973113
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	2 Mo

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Post-Trauma
D.C.K.
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-11-30
Post-Trauma About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Acknowledgement Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11
About the Author
D.C.K. is from Tullow, County Carlow, in Ireland. She lives with her husband, Mick, her foster child and two dogs. Her two grown-up daughters live nearby with their families. Her son lives in Australia with his girlfriend. She is elated to have her first book published.
Dedication
To my wonderful family and amazing friends.
I am so blessed!
Copyright Information ©
D.C.K. (2020)
The right of D.C.K. to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
Austin Macauley is committed to publishing works of quality and integrity. In this spirit, we are proud to offer this book to our readers; however, the story, the experiences, and the words are the author’s alone.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781528951449 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781528973113 (ePub e-book)
www.austinmacauley.com
First Published (2020)
Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd
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Acknowledgement
Thank you to my wonderful family and amazing friends, I am so blessed in life.
To the people that left this world all too soon, you will always have a place in my heart.
To Austin Macauley Publishers for this wonderful opportunity.
Most of all, I am grateful to you, the reader, for choosing this book and allowing me to fulfil my dream. I very much hope you enjoy Post-Trauma .
Chapter 1
Joe, a frail, old, retired postman, lived on his little farm, handed down to him by his parents. Joe, a bachelor with no known relatives, very reserved, polite, rich and elderly man. He enjoyed the simple life, strolling around the land each morning, checking his stock which included his pet donkey Ned, possibly his best friend, and his three cows, which he milked by hand each day. He enjoyed the peace and tranquillity of the countryside; he knew nothing else. His only interaction with the public was his couple of pints in the local pub, Kitty O’Shea’s, known locally as Kitty’s or Kit’s.
Simon, father of six children, from poor, hard-working parents. Simon worked on his farm, Joan was the homemaker; baking, cooking, washing, gardening, a contented lady – wonderful mother. A mother who went to mass each day and all six children had to attend on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Much as they disliked this, they never questioned their mother’s suggestion. Joan was a strong character and much loved in this country setting having moved from a local town to marry the love of her life, Simon. Joan settled into country life very well and enjoyed being a mama to her loving family.
Simon enjoyed a pint in the local Kitty’s maybe every two weeks depending on finances, and every second Saturday, he liked to treat his beloved Joan; it may be just an ice cream or a walk in the woods. Joan usually liked to spend her treat day, every second Saturday, as a family day. The biggest treat maybe an ice lolly for all six kids. As a child, Simon Junior would say, “I’ll know I have made it when I can afford a choc ice.” Joan smiled, she loved the innocence and truthfulness of children. Simon would hold hands on this day out, he wasn’t affectionate in public at any other time.
Joan always reminded her children how important family is, and to always stand by each other and look after each other. This was included in their prayers each evening, no matter what disagreements, always remember, blood is thicker than water. This made no sense at the time.
Sadly, Joan became ill, and after a short illness that few were aware of, probably because Simon was in denial, Joan was happy to continue daily life as normal as possible, making memories with Simon and the children all day and crying into the small hours when she knew everyone was asleep. Joan didn’t encourage Simon to talk about the inevitable, she knew his heart was breaking, she knew how much he loved her, she knew he couldn’t bear to live without her. She also knew Simon would cope OK. It would be tough, but he was a strong man and loved his children every bit as much as Joan did.
Simon had his cry in the milking parlour each morning at 6 a.m., the noise of the machine allowed him to cry, sob, wail, give out. This was his time, his coping mechanism, all too aware of the inevitable. Why, why, why… why not me, leave Joan with the children – no answers.
After six weeks spent mostly in bed, drawing, sketching, sharing stories, Joan passed away in Simon’s arms at 5 a.m., during quiet time.
Chapter 2
Ellen lived in a little cottage with her two brothers and Mum and Dad. Ellen lived a privileged life. She was the apple of her dad’s eye. She got everything she wanted, she had the coolest clothes, best lunches – not jam sandwiches and water from the tap like most other children. She had a pet dog. She had it all. She mixed well with all. Her brothers, Will and Sammy, were very protective of her, encouraged of course by Dad, Sean.
Sean seemed to allow Ellen a lot of freedom, much to the disgust of his wife, Ann. He would say, “I leave the boys to you, but when it comes to Ellen, what I say goes.” This over time separated them, they lived under the same roof – marriage was for life, but they were far from happy. Ann spent a lot of time in their garden and her new passion in life became her garden, winning many ICA prizes for her roses and home-grown window boxes; timber boxes put together by her sons. She was contented in her garden and didn’t like to be disturbed.
Ellen snuck out her bedroom window on occasion to meet some boys at the pump, a popular meeting place in the local village. Ellen with her lovely clothes, good figure, confident beautiful young lady, would wait for men to vacate Kitty’s and would pout and tease the locals. She would be back to bed and her family were never aware of it, or maybe they were, what would be the point anyway if her brothers heard her, what use would be in telling Dad, he would punish them and deny it. What could Ann do, no point in talking to Sean, he was in denial, the boys, if they knew, knew there was no point in upsetting Mom, she had no say. Ann could only advise Ellen on the birds and the bees in general, on this guidance Ellen asked her mom, “Are you jealous?

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