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It is 1948 and two boys are born from different parents, at the exact same moment, in the exact same place.From that time, there is a psychic connection that exists between the two.From birth to death, the two enjoy a bond, as close as any real brothers. At an early age, they share a life changing event,resulting in a promise made between best friends having to be fulfilled.Through life's hills and valleys, love, birth and death, Ben and Simon face it all together, proving that sometimes the familyyou find is the family you really need. Destined to be Brothers is a story to make you cry, to make you laugh, and to keepyou involved until the emotional ending.It contains a mixture of, true friendship, loyalty, sadness, kindness, unexpected events and touches of humour. It is oftenuncomplicated but certainly has its share of unexpected events too.

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Publié par	Troubador Publishing Ltd
Date de parution	09 août 2019
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781838596750
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	2 Mo

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Copyright © 2019 Robin A Hatton
“If tomorrow starts without me” – Poem by David Romano.
“Dont think of me with sadness” – Poem by Anon.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 1
Brenda and Roy had been trying to conceive for many years and had very nearly lost hope when Brenda realised suddenly that she may at last be pregnant. Not wishing to build up false hope for Roy, she arranged an appointment to see the doctor the next day. She could hardly keep herself from telling him, but only did so to prevent disappointment in case it was yet another false alarm.
* * *
The next day, Roy went off to work as usual, and, as soon as he was gone, Brenda got ready for her appointment, as she was anxious to not be late, and left to go to see the doctor.
When she arrived at the doctors’ surgery in Whitby Road, she found that the appointments were running twenty-five minutes late, and every extra minute seemed an eternity.
Eventually, the doctor said over the tannoy, ‘Mrs Brenda Lee, please.’
Brenda had been to see Doctor Joffe on numerous occasions over the years for tests and consultations. Her patient record file was thick with the previous details and correspondence from the specialist at the maternity hospital. Brenda and Roy had been told by the specialist that there was no reason why they could not conceive, and – although there were no guarantees – they should remain positive, as attitude of mind often can play its part in a successful outcome.
Brenda walked to the doctor’s room, courteously knocked at the door and entered.
‘Good morning, Brenda. How are you?’ said Doctor Joffe.
‘I am fine, thank you,’ she replied.
‘What may I do for you today?’ the doctor asked.
Brenda had rehearsed what to say, but not wishing to appear too confident, said, ‘You know that I have been trying to conceive for some time and have had many tests.’
‘Indeed I do,’ said the doctor.
‘Well,’ said Brenda, ‘I have had morning sickness, numerous visits to the toilet in the night and some swellings over the last few weeks, and so I wondered if I may be pregnant.’
The doctor asked her to remove some of her clothing and to get up onto the couch.
Whilst Brenda was getting undressed, the doctor asked a number of questions and make notes to add to the already thick patient record file. Doctor Joffe made a number of examinations and then instructed her to re-dress. During this time, he was silent, and Brenda began to doubt her feeling that she may be pregnant and thought she may have made herself look foolish. When she was ready, Brenda sat back in the patient’s chair and looked the doctor in the eyes. His face gave nothing away as he turned over the pages in the file.
‘Well, Brenda,’ he said, ‘as a doctor, I often have to give the worst possible news to patients and tell them that they have an illness that will cut their lives short or mean their quality of life may be extremely poor. Luckily for me, I also sometimes get the opportunity to give good news. Congratulations, my dear, I am reasonably confident you are pregnant.’
She felt like kissing him, but thought he may not appreciate it.
‘You will, of course, need to provide a water specimen in order for us to perform a test and confirm my diagnosis,’ he said. Dr Joffe wrote on the label of a specimen bottle and handed it to her, instructing her to use the patients’ toilet and hand the specimen to the nurse on the way out. ‘We should have the results for you by late afternoon today, as I am sure you will want to know as early as possible.’
‘That would be wonderful,’ replied Brenda.
‘What has Roy said about it?’ Dr Joffe asked.
‘He doesn’t know yet; I did not want to build his hopes up, just in case it was a mistake.’
‘It is not a mistake, my dear, but just to be sure wait until you hear from my receptionist before you tell him.’
Brenda got up to leave, shook the doctor’s hand and thanked him for everything.
‘Don’t thank me,’ he replied, ‘you’re the clever one. After braving all the tests and doing what you were told, you deserve it. Well done.’
She felt if she was walking on air; she walked out of the office and closed the door before he could see her tears.
* * *
The wait for confirmation of the test from the receptionist seemed endless. Eventually, the phone rang at about 4pm and the news she was so desperate to receive came.
‘Mrs Lee, it is Doctor Joffe’s receptionist, here. I am ringing to confirm that the test proved positive,’ declared the receptionist. ‘Will you please ring next week to make an appointment so we can register you with the antenatal clinic?’
Brenda could hardly speak as she was so thrilled to be pregnant after all this time.

About an hour later Roy came home from work.
‘Hi, what sort of day have you had?’ he asked.
Brenda was still reeling from the call and replied, ‘It’s been OK.’
Roy made his way into the lounge, sat down and was about to pick up the paper to read the headlines when Brenda followed him.
‘Roy, I have something to tell you,’ she said. ‘For the last few weeks, I have felt sort of different, so I made an appointment with the doctor for this morning. Dr Joffe examined me, and I had to give a water sample for testing. The receptionist has just telephoned; you, my darling, are going to be a father.’
‘You’re kidding me,’ he said.
‘No, I’m not and the tests proved positive.’
He shot up off the chair like a bullet out of a gun, then hugged and kissed her, in between shouting and punching the air; he was absolutely delighted.
They both were unable to believe the news and fell silent for a while, as they tried to get used to the situation. She had often been brought to tears of despair when hearing of other women becoming pregnant, whilst she and Roy had so many false alarms and disappointments.

For the next hour, their phone was red hot as they each rang family and friends in turn to tell all of them their wonderful news. It suddenly hit them that nothing would be quite the same again. How right they would be. The next nine months would be the longest they had ever known.
* * *
At their first visit to the antenatal clinic in Chester maternity hospital, they sat next to another couple, Lil and Harry Hall, who were expecting their first child.
Lil and Harry had only been trying for a child for a few months; they had decided that, after being married for many years, they would like children before they became much older. Their awareness that they were expecting their first child was not as overwhelming as Brenda and Roy’s, as they had not experienced the same emotional stresses that Brenda and Roy had. Lil had not wanted children originally, but suddenly had come to a stage in her life that had changed her mind. Coming from a large, relatively poor family, she had her own views on bringing children into the world, but now felt ready to start a family.
Both mums-to-be chatted about their thoughts about having children and how long they had been trying to conceive. The dads-to-be decided to talk about football, and discovered they both supported the same team. They were unaware that the children they were to have would be destined to be siblings and would each save the other’s life.
* * *
In the months before the births, both couples began shopping for all the items they would need. It was all like an adventure to be buying, planning and getting prepared for the big day.
Decorating the spare bedroom was the next task for both couples, and this made it all become more real. Little gifts, such as knitted baby cloths and blankets, were received from different people. There is nothing like an imminent birth to bring out people’s generosity and kindness.
Everything went well during the pregnancies, and the time for the new arrivals came close. Lil and Harry knew the sex of their baby (it was a boy), but Brenda and Roy decided they would rather wait and see, and did not really want to push their luck after all they had been through.
The months passed quickly, and neither of the mums-to-be had any health issues or worrying events.
* * *
Lil was busy doing some washing when she suddenly felt some sharp pains and movements, so she realised it was probably wise to ring Harry to ask him to take her to the hospital in case the baby was about to arrive. Harry worked in the maintenance department at the local Oil Refinery. He came home immediately and took Lil to the maternity hospital in Chester.
On their arrival, she was admitted and examined, in order to check if the baby was all right and to ascertain