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Parul Das is an Indian woman doctor that has had a failed affair in England. She is going back to India hoping to find herself. In doing so, she finds love, a family and peace of mind. Dennis Galvin, an Anglo-Indian, happily married to Susan, lives in Swindon, England, with his twins, Donald and Michael, and wife. However, his happy life is thrown upside down when his wife leaves him for another man. He then takes a ship back to India to meet the love of his life, Parul. Dennis takes his twins to see his parents in Goa. Then, he and his twins visit Parul at the tea plantation just outside Darjeeling, where he meets Sutra, Parul's aunty. The twins are taught cooking by Sutra. Parul announces that she is emigrating to New Zealand. Sutra, Dennis and the twins go too. They board the cruise ship, Electra, in Calcutta, which is bound for Australia and New Zealand. Whilst onboard the Electra, there are two murders which the three detectives, Parul, Sutra and Dennis, try to solve. The twins meet three young girls on board; Tilly, Bella and Badger. Bella gets jealous and pushes Don into the swimming pool on board. After he is rescued, he reveals the murderers. Once the murderers are caught, everyone looks forward to their new lives in a new land. But still, there lurks hate and murder.

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd
Date de parution	30 octobre 2020
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781528990318
Langue	English

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The Wind That Blows
Donald Readerlear
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-09-30
The Wind That Blows About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Acknowledgement Synopsis 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
Donald Readerlear born 21/02/1947 in Carshalton, UK, left Christmas 1965 to live in New Zealand, met Dennis Galvin in July 1968 and had a civil union for 48 years. Dennis Galvin passed away in September 2016. Since then, he has written an unpublished work and his published book, The Wind That Blows , and four more to come, all are murder mysteries. He now lives with his constant companion, Stella, a black standard poodle. He works as a caregiver part time and is a teacher of Scottish country dancing. He has devised nine published dance books, has a lovely home and a tropical garden.
Dedication
This book is dedicated to Dennis Galvin, my civil union partner of 48 years; missed and
always loved.
Copyright Information ©
Donald Readerlear (2020)
The right of Donald Readerlear 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.
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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.
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ISBN 9781528990301 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781528990318 (ePub e-book)
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First Published (2020)
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Acknowledgement
My writing is thanks to my dear departed friend, Avril Flower, the book club. Rod, Marion, Shelley and Claire, thank you for all your support. Also, to my dear friends, Kate and Leni. My thanks to the team of Austin Macauley for all their help. I wish to acknowledge Mrs Josei Lear for all her help since my partner passed away.
Synopsis
Parul Das is an Indian woman doctor that has had a failed affair in England. She is going back to India hoping to find herself.
In doing so, she finds love, a family and a new land. Dennis Galvin, an Anglo-Indian, happily married to Susan, living in Swindon England with twins, Don and Michael. Then his happy life is thrown upside down; his wife leaves him for another man. He takes a ship back to India and meets the love of his life, Parul.
Dennis takes his twins to see his mother and father in Goa. Then he and his twins visits Parul at the tea plantation just outside Darjeeling where he meets Sutra, Parul’s aunty.
The twins, Don and Michael, are taught cooking by Sutra.
Parul announces she is emigrating to New Zealand. Sutra, Dennis and the twins go too.
They board the cruise ship Electra in Calcutta bound for Australia and New Zealand. Whilst on board the Electra, there are two murders which the three detectives, Parul, Sutra and Dennis try to solve.
The twins, Don and Michael, meet three young girls on board; Tilly, Bella and Badger. Bella gets jealous and pushes Don into the swimming pool. After he is rescued, he reveals the murderers.
Once the murderers are caught, everyone looks forward to their new lives in a new land. But hate and murder still lurks there.
Chapter 1
The great vessel smashed through the waves, sending flying fish scattering in all directions.
She ploughed through, dipping and cresting, spray sent high in the air falling on her decks. This great ship, proud and queenly, rode through the sea.
Parul brought her hand to wipe the sea droplets from her face and hair. She ran her fingers through her lustrous black hair and moved them away from her eyes.
She looked across the horizon expecting to see her homeland. She so needed to be enveloped in the aroma and fragrances of spices of her beloved land.
Her heart was sore and broken. She needed to add focus to her life. Her land, she knew, would renew her whole being. A stray tear ran down her cheek mixing with the sea spray.
It seemed too long ago; she still could recall the smell and perfume waft in her mind.
She loved living in Britain even after her relationship had broken up. She hated the cold winter, hated the snow and could never get used to the rain. Then came summer, but never sun and heat like India.
So, here she was, on the Atlantis, steaming to India. She would go to the Brahmaputra, hopefully to find something, but what?
First of all, she had to go to the plantation. As both her parents had died in a car accident, she had been brought up by her aunty, Sutra.
“I must go back. I need to see her again, feel her sweet arms around me to protect and love me.”
She was no beauty; she had a strong jaw that was chiselled slightly; almost masculine with deep brown eyes, shoulder length hair, medium height and long slim fingers,
She felt her land and people drawing her ever nearer.
Dennis Galvin was an Anglo-Indian. Mary, his mother, was from Goa and his father, Michael, was from Yorkshire, England. He was going back to Goa. He had been married to Sally, lived very happily in Swindon in a council flat with his twin sons, Donald and Michael and their very old dog, Stella. They had been in love since they met.
One afternoon, after just coming back from work, he saw a note on the table.
He picked it up; it read: “Dennis, please forgive me, but I’ve felt for a year that something was missing from our marriage. Couldn’t understand why I felt so sad inside. Then I met Ben. We clicked straight away. He asked me if I’d go to Australia with him. I took the boys over to Mum. When you get this note, we will be on board the Australis, sailing this afternoon for Sydney. GOD FORGIVE ME.”
The last part of the note was in capitals: Why? Why? he thought . Somehow , ‘God forgive me’ in capital letters, it infuriated him more than the rest of the note. He had not seen this coming, he thought they were happy.
“I worked shift work for the post office and many times, I came home late, but I provided a good standard of living for her and looked after her; now this!” He felt his whole life coming to an end.
What had Sally said to the boys? She’s their mother? How can she leave them? What sort of creature could do that to her own children why? It was bad enough to leave me, but her flesh and blood? He remembered them being born. How proud he was of her going through all that and it was not an easy birth either.
This was the last straw. Dennis sank to his knees and wept; just for himself.
Later, he went to Jenny, his mother in law. He knocked on the door. She came out and noticed her eyes were red as she folded him into her arms.
“Don’t ask me why she could do this to us, to the boys! Well, Dennis, she’s no daughter of mine, I hate what she’s done!”
With that, Don came out first before Michael. They both clutched on to their dad’s trousers and Jenny’s dress.
“Where’s Mummy?” they both cried.
Dennis looked at Jenny and mouthed, “What do I tell them?”
“The truth, Dennis, they need to know right now.”
She sank to her knees, “Come here, my sweet pies. Your daddy and I will look after you.”
So, as best as he could, he explained to them what had happened.
A year or two passed and he felt the pain easing. One day, Dennis told Jenny he had to go back to Goa with the boys. She cried but knew that this was for the best.
“Come back, my darling. Bring my boys back.”
This all rang in his ears, as all three walked up the gang plank into the vessel to take them to India.
A time to heal in his beloved country.
Chapter 2
One evening, Dennis and the boys were eating their dinner in one of the Atlantis’s dining rooms. They had a full view of the rolling sea. Birds flew over the water seemingly touching the tips of the waves. They were not all that far from Port Aden.
She sat opposite the table set for eight. The other diners were a married couple from Doncaster who were sailing further than India, to Melbourne to see their grandchildren. And two Indian ladies,
Everyone made casual talk about their reasons for being on the ship. Dennis found Parul quite an interesting lady. She felt they had similar lives and both were running away and not facing their demons.
Over the days, they struck up a friendship. Both had a lot in common and both needed so much to talk about it. Both had been in love. Both had been hurt and betrayed and wanted so much to rebuild their lives but did not know how. They were naturally drawn together. Sort of kindred spirits who genuinely liked each other.
They took walks around the deck, played all sorts of deck games and became happy laughing again. The boys were being boys. Parul ran after the twins, playing hide and seek, they made her laugh; she loved children.
Time passed and they eventually docked at Bombay. At this stage, they both felt they needed each other’s support though neither expressed the fact.
Dennis said, “Why don’t I come to see you, after we have seen my parents? The boys have never seen a tea plantation and it would be nice for them to find out more about more what’s going on.”
She hugged the boys and kissed them on their cheeks. She had really become very fond of them. She, too, was looking forward to showing them around the tea plantation and she knew Sutra, her aunty, would be in her element as she just loved children too.
Then she turned to Dennis; they hugged; he held her so close neither wanting nor wishing to let go. She waved and felt a pang