This day would change all concepts Ruth had of life up to this point. A day that started out much like any other day of late would trigger events that would soon change the course of her life. It would dramatically alter every concept sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d been brought up to believed in. This new vocation awaiting her would be far different than the one she had meticulously planed for herself. She thought sheÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d found her lifeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s work, a career that captivated her. It was only the first rung of a ladder she was working so hard to clime but this was her chance to shine. It was her firm belief this was where she belonged. How wrong this assumption would turn out to be. Peter and her own destiny had much larger designs for her. This was no ordinary trip she was invited to embark upon. Not in anyoneÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s wildest imagination would her travels be considered believable, least of all her own.
|Science Fiction, Fantasy
|Black and White
|6.000" x 9.000" (229mm x 152mm)
IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve been retired for several years now and after working in our garden or returning from a long walk, or perhaps some times both, I take time to write. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve never been a person that gained any satisfaction from reading books. Being dyslexic I never seemed to be able to master the art of spelling or writing words and needless to say never being able to link them into sentences. With this new found time on my hands and a computer with spell check I shrived to teach myself those skills. I find creating a story engages the mind and simulates it to become much more active than it would normally have to be. To me a story is like a jigsaw puzzle where you must make all the peaces fit perfectly to create an intriguing tale. When I start a story the characters seems to take control of their own destiny and I follow along for the ride. This is the second story IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve written and I never intended the characters to take the course they seemed to have chosen but thatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s half the fun I get from writing. Every page can be as much a surprise to me as the reader. So I hope you fined the same enjoyment in reading this figment of my imagination as I did in writing it. I am, Anthony John Hoare. Retired construction worker.
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