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Today I’m on the ‘Return to Harlech’ blogtour, organized by Love Books Tour.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.
About the Author :
Ruth Torjussen grew up in Stoke but now lives and works in Brighton as a Shared Lives Carer.
She is a passionate advocate of eating local food grown through regenerative farming as the answer to climate change.
When Tess arranges a weekend love trip back to husband Steve’s hometown, her secret plan to make a baby is not the only trap that he is walking into…
Tess and Steve are a dysfunctional couple in a rocky marriage. Despite this Tess yearns for a baby more than a divorce and plans a secret conception during a trip to her husband’s hometown of Harlech. But when they get there Steve rejects her advances as a panic attack causes him to remember his supposed halcyon days of childhood with horrible clarity. He wasn’t the popular sports hero he thought he was, and strangely, he has no memory of the enthusiastic locals who greet him.
A young girl comes to Tess in her dreams, is this her child trying to warn her? Or the child of the mysterious Anwen who lent them the cottage? With her hopes for pregnancy fading, she longs for a different future without her domineering husband, but can she survive without him? And can Steve survive his return to Harlech as the locals demand retribution for the crimes of his past.
The room was fittingly grand and important and when the gynaecologist appeared with a smile on her face, Tess felt a warm glow of hope begin to spread through her body.
Her first thought was of her younger self on the day her periods began. She was outside playing swing-ball in the hot August sun when blood came running out of her shorts and down her thigh. As panic kicked in her foster mum grabbed a tea towel from the washing line and ran across the lawn towards her.
‘Don’t worry, Tess,’ her foster mum said, as she wedged the towel between her legs and hugged her tight. ‘It’s just your period starting. It means one day you’ll be able to have a baby. Won’t that be nice?’
That was when she first felt it, the knowing that she would one day have a child and the bond between them would be unlike any other, it would stretch to the stars and back. She had carried that excitement with her ever since.
‘Everything appears to be in good working order, Tess. The blood tests and x-rays are all perfectly normal.’ said the gynaecologist.
Perfectly normal. And this doctor was a Harley Street top dog so she must know what she was talking about. It seemed there was no permanent damage from the eating disorders which had haunted her twenties and often left her for months on end without a period. Wow, this was amazing.
The Magic of Wor(l)ds