by<\/span><\/h1>\nJulie Ryan<\/span><\/h1>\n <\/p>\n
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Genre: Women\u2019s fiction\/historical\/romance<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\nApproximate number of pages: 295<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\nRelease Date: 3RD<\/sup> September 2018<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\nWhen three sisters, Ginny, Sally and Molly are brought together at their father\u2019s hospital bed, they are forced to confront not only the prospect of a future without him but also the secrets of the past that have kept them apart.<\/p>\n
Their father, Eddie Matthews, drugged up on morphine, seems to be rambling but could he in fact be reliving previous lives as a Tudor monk and as a soldier on the Front in WW1? Struggling to speak he reveals that he has a secret and urges his daughters to \u2018Find Rose\u2019. Can the sisters put aside their differences to fulfil his last wish?<\/p>\n
EXTRACT<\/span><\/h2>\n\u201cSo, how is he today?\u201d Sally asked the nurse.<\/p>\n
\u201cBit of a rough night but as you can see, he\u2019s quite comfortable now. He might be out of it a bit when he wakes up because of the morphine. Oh, and he keeps asking for his brother, William. Do you know if he would be able to visit?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sally looked at the nurse, confused, \u201cOh he hasn\u2019t got a brother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably the effects of the morphine then; nothing to worry about. You\u2019ll find a lot of what they say at this stage doesn\u2019t always make a lot of sense.\u201d<\/p>\n
The nurse was busy so Sally took the opportunity to grab a coffee whilst her dad dozed.<\/p>\n
She made her way up to the top floor where there was a very nice caf\u00e9. As she nursed her cappuccino, the nurse\u2019s words kept ringing in her ears. How odd that dad was asking after a brother. As far as she knew, the only William in the family was her grandfather, her dad\u2019s dad, and he\u2019d died when she was a baby so she had no recollection of him at all. What if there\u2019d been an older brother though, named after him? That would make sense as people often named the first son after the father. Odd that nobody had ever mentioned it before if there was a brother. She finished her drink and put it to the back of her mind. The nurse was probably right and the drugs were making his mind wander. He was no doubt thinking about his own dad.<\/p>\n
Hearing her phone ring, she checked to see who was calling. They didn\u2019t seem to mind you having phones on in this hospital, as long as they didn\u2019t need to use any sensitive equipment. Even the nurses used them on the quiet. She glanced at the handset, pleased to see her husband Damian\u2019s name flash up.\u00a0 With three kids and her father in hospital, she really needed his support now more than ever.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi babe,\u201d she began.<\/p>\n
\u201cHiya.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a pause before he continued, \u201cHow\u2019s your dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot much change to be honest. They don\u2019t know if he\u2019s got days or weeks \u2026look, about last night, I\u2019m sorry if I snapped.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not ringing about last night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThings are just not working out between us , babe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know I\u2019ve been a bit short-tempered lately but I\u2019ve apologized for that. I\u2019m on edge all the time because my dad is bloody dying..\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think we need a bit of time apart. Time to take stock.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat, you mean a kind of trial separation?\u2019<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry babe but I\u2019m moving out. In fact, I\u2019ve taken most of my stuff this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sally felt her stomach turn to ice as he dropped the bombshell. It was clear that it wasn\u2019t a spur of the moment decision. If he\u2019d taken his stuff then he already had a place to stay.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould we at least talk about this? What about the kids?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll come round at teatime, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
Before she had time to reply, he\u2019d hung up. It seemed as if he\u2019d moved on as well as moved out she thought. He hadn\u2019t said he\u2019d be home at tea time, rather he\u2019d come round.<\/p>\n
Admittedly she\u2019d been distant of late. It was the only way she could cope but she had had no idea that things were quite so bad. She crossed her fingers hoping that he\u2019d come to his senses and this was just a temporary blip in their marriage.<\/p>\n
As she went back onto the ward, she saw that both her sisters were in attendance, one at each side of dad. Neither of them looked at the other and the hostility between them was palpable. She took up her usual position at the foot of the bed as she tried to put a brave face on things and pretend that everything was alright.. She knew that if Ginny mentioned one more time that she shouldn\u2019t cry in front of dad, she would end up doing just that. Whereas she was emotional, Ginny was detached and totally in control. Molly was the dark horse. You never quite knew where you were with her.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s been rambling again, Molly said, \u201csomething about the bin men being early.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe nurse did say that might happen after the drugs they gave him if you remember,\u201d Sally replied.<\/p>\n
\u201cRight well, how about we grab a coffee?\u201d Ginny said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou two go if you like, I\u2019ve just had one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m ok too.\u201d Molly replied somewhat abruptly, then added, \u201cI\u2019m off to the loo,\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAs the two of them left, a sense of peacefulness came over the room, broken only by the raspy sound of dad breathing and the electronic hum from the machines. Sally settled down with a book. So far, she\u2019d read the same page three times, unable to really focus on the words. She put the book down and gazed out of the window over the rooftops of the different hospital buildings. Just then the hydraulic bed gave a hiss of escaping air,<\/p>\n
\u201cBloody bin men,\u201d dad muttered in his sleep.<\/p>\n
Sally couldn\u2019t help smiling to herself. Dad still had all his marbles it seemed. No doubt the morphine did mean he was a bit out of it but she could see now that the hydraulics used on the bed to prevent bed sores did sound just like the bin men lifting the bins up on the hydraulic lift. She held his hand, stroking the back of it lightly, wondering for just how much longer she\u2019d be able to do that.<\/p>\n
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ABOUT JULIE RYAN<\/span><\/h2>\n![\"FINDING](\"https:\/\/melanierobertson-king.com\/wp02\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/08\/DSC_0904-1-1280x854.jpg\")
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Julie Ryan\u2019s roots are in a small mining village in South Yorkshire. After a degree in French Language and Literature, wanderlust kicked in and she lived and worked in France, Poland, Thailand and Greece. Her spirit enriched, her imagination fired, Julie started a series of mystery romances, thrillers set in the Greek Isles.<\/p>\n
In a new venture, Julie’s latest book is a contemporary novel with a strong historical element encompassing both the Tudor Court and the battlefields of WW1. \u2018Finding Rose\u2019 was inspired by her grandfather\u2019s story and by losing her own father.<\/p>\n
A prolific and well-known book review blogger, Julie does her writing and reviewing from rural Gloucestershire, where she lives with her husband, son and dippy cat. An absolute bookaholic, she will soon be looking to relocate to a mansion on the scale of Buckingham Palace.<\/p>\n
Facebook: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/Julieryanauthor<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\nTwitter: @julieryan18<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\nGoodreads Author Page: <\/strong><\/span>https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/458168.Julie_Ryan<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\nInstagram: Julie2253<\/strong><\/p>\nBlog: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.allthingsbookie.blogspot.com<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\nWebsite: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.julieryanbooks.blogspot.com<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
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Genre: Women\u2019s fiction\/historical\/romance<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Approximate number of pages: 295<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Release Date: 3RD<\/sup> September 2018<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n When three sisters, Ginny, Sally and Molly are brought together at their father\u2019s hospital bed, they are forced to confront not only the prospect of a future without him but also the secrets of the past that have kept them apart.<\/p>\n Their father, Eddie Matthews, drugged up on morphine, seems to be rambling but could he in fact be reliving previous lives as a Tudor monk and as a soldier on the Front in WW1? Struggling to speak he reveals that he has a secret and urges his daughters to \u2018Find Rose\u2019. Can the sisters put aside their differences to fulfil his last wish?<\/p>\n \u201cSo, how is he today?\u201d Sally asked the nurse.<\/p>\n \u201cBit of a rough night but as you can see, he\u2019s quite comfortable now. He might be out of it a bit when he wakes up because of the morphine. Oh, and he keeps asking for his brother, William. Do you know if he would be able to visit?\u201d<\/p>\n Sally looked at the nurse, confused, \u201cOh he hasn\u2019t got a brother.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProbably the effects of the morphine then; nothing to worry about. You\u2019ll find a lot of what they say at this stage doesn\u2019t always make a lot of sense.\u201d<\/p>\n The nurse was busy so Sally took the opportunity to grab a coffee whilst her dad dozed.<\/p>\n She made her way up to the top floor where there was a very nice caf\u00e9. As she nursed her cappuccino, the nurse\u2019s words kept ringing in her ears. How odd that dad was asking after a brother. As far as she knew, the only William in the family was her grandfather, her dad\u2019s dad, and he\u2019d died when she was a baby so she had no recollection of him at all. What if there\u2019d been an older brother though, named after him? That would make sense as people often named the first son after the father. Odd that nobody had ever mentioned it before if there was a brother. She finished her drink and put it to the back of her mind. The nurse was probably right and the drugs were making his mind wander. He was no doubt thinking about his own dad.<\/p>\n Hearing her phone ring, she checked to see who was calling. They didn\u2019t seem to mind you having phones on in this hospital, as long as they didn\u2019t need to use any sensitive equipment. Even the nurses used them on the quiet. She glanced at the handset, pleased to see her husband Damian\u2019s name flash up.\u00a0 With three kids and her father in hospital, she really needed his support now more than ever.<\/p>\n \u201cHi babe,\u201d she began.<\/p>\n \u201cHiya.\u201d<\/p>\n There was a pause before he continued, \u201cHow\u2019s your dad?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot much change to be honest. They don\u2019t know if he\u2019s got days or weeks \u2026look, about last night, I\u2019m sorry if I snapped.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not ringing about last night.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThings are just not working out between us , babe.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know I\u2019ve been a bit short-tempered lately but I\u2019ve apologized for that. I\u2019m on edge all the time because my dad is bloody dying..\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI think we need a bit of time apart. Time to take stock.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat, you mean a kind of trial separation?\u2019<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry babe but I\u2019m moving out. In fact, I\u2019ve taken most of my stuff this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n Sally felt her stomach turn to ice as he dropped the bombshell. It was clear that it wasn\u2019t a spur of the moment decision. If he\u2019d taken his stuff then he already had a place to stay.<\/p>\n \u201cCould we at least talk about this? What about the kids?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll come round at teatime, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n Before she had time to reply, he\u2019d hung up. It seemed as if he\u2019d moved on as well as moved out she thought. He hadn\u2019t said he\u2019d be home at tea time, rather he\u2019d come round.<\/p>\n Admittedly she\u2019d been distant of late. It was the only way she could cope but she had had no idea that things were quite so bad. She crossed her fingers hoping that he\u2019d come to his senses and this was just a temporary blip in their marriage.<\/p>\n As she went back onto the ward, she saw that both her sisters were in attendance, one at each side of dad. Neither of them looked at the other and the hostility between them was palpable. She took up her usual position at the foot of the bed as she tried to put a brave face on things and pretend that everything was alright.. She knew that if Ginny mentioned one more time that she shouldn\u2019t cry in front of dad, she would end up doing just that. Whereas she was emotional, Ginny was detached and totally in control. Molly was the dark horse. You never quite knew where you were with her.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s been rambling again, Molly said, \u201csomething about the bin men being early.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThe nurse did say that might happen after the drugs they gave him if you remember,\u201d Sally replied.<\/p>\n \u201cRight well, how about we grab a coffee?\u201d Ginny said.<\/p>\n \u201cYou two go if you like, I\u2019ve just had one.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m ok too.\u201d Molly replied somewhat abruptly, then added, \u201cI\u2019m off to the loo,\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAs the two of them left, a sense of peacefulness came over the room, broken only by the raspy sound of dad breathing and the electronic hum from the machines. Sally settled down with a book. So far, she\u2019d read the same page three times, unable to really focus on the words. She put the book down and gazed out of the window over the rooftops of the different hospital buildings. Just then the hydraulic bed gave a hiss of escaping air,<\/p>\n \u201cBloody bin men,\u201d dad muttered in his sleep.<\/p>\n Sally couldn\u2019t help smiling to herself. Dad still had all his marbles it seemed. No doubt the morphine did mean he was a bit out of it but she could see now that the hydraulics used on the bed to prevent bed sores did sound just like the bin men lifting the bins up on the hydraulic lift. She held his hand, stroking the back of it lightly, wondering for just how much longer she\u2019d be able to do that.<\/p>\n (insert buy links here)<\/p>\n Julie Ryan\u2019s roots are in a small mining village in South Yorkshire. After a degree in French Language and Literature, wanderlust kicked in and she lived and worked in France, Poland, Thailand and Greece. Her spirit enriched, her imagination fired, Julie started a series of mystery romances, thrillers set in the Greek Isles.<\/p>\n In a new venture, Julie’s latest book is a contemporary novel with a strong historical element encompassing both the Tudor Court and the battlefields of WW1. \u2018Finding Rose\u2019 was inspired by her grandfather\u2019s story and by losing her own father.<\/p>\n A prolific and well-known book review blogger, Julie does her writing and reviewing from rural Gloucestershire, where she lives with her husband, son and dippy cat. An absolute bookaholic, she will soon be looking to relocate to a mansion on the scale of Buckingham Palace.<\/p>\n Facebook: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.facebook.com\/Julieryanauthor<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n Twitter: @julieryan18<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Goodreads Author Page: <\/strong><\/span>https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/author\/show\/458168.Julie_Ryan<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n Instagram: Julie2253<\/strong><\/p>\n Blog: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.allthingsbookie.blogspot.com<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n Website: <\/strong><\/span>http:\/\/www.julieryanbooks.blogspot.com<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00a310.00 Amazon gift card \u2013 UK only<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\nEXTRACT<\/span><\/h2>\n
ABOUT JULIE RYAN<\/span><\/h2>\n
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