Kopersund, 1942

by David Andrew Westwood

Overview

Nazi Germany has invaded Norway. The Ehrdahls are returning from a vacation when their ferry, nearing Narvik, is sunk. In saving her brother from the ensuing fire, Margrete, twenty, pretty, and a popular model, is horribly burned. Their charred lifeboat is found by a merchant ship and she and her brother are taken to England, where she recovers her strength but not her looks.

Resentful and hostile, she trains to return to her invaded homeland as an Allied commando. Her first assignment is to bring back a crucial English scientist, Creswell Bryce, who is stranded in Norway. When she finds him, she is shocked to find he has been injured, and she tries to get him across the hills to their assigned pickup. But their progress is too slow.

In trying to get help from the resistance with an alternate plan, Margrete discovers that her mother and father have been imprisoned, and Bryce refuses to leave without taking them too. But the resistance is infiltrated by the Nazis, and many of its members are meeting betrayal and death. Getting them all to safety is beginning to seem impossible, but Margrete wants her old life back and is unstoppable.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940014903349
Publisher:	davidandrewwestwood.com
Publication date:	08/20/2012
Series:	The World War Two Series , #4
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
File size:	358 KB

About the Author

Each novel in my World War Two Series is set during a different year. They are not connected; their commonality being ordinary people whose lives and destinies are distorted by war. Each takes place in a fictional town, itself a character, and each has an underlying theme: one art, one sport, one music, one food. The theme of the last is, appropriately, writing itself. They're fast-paced, evocative and historically grounded in the very real events that characterized each year of the global conflict.

I'm the son and nephew of Royal Air Force men, and while I grew up some time after the war, I was still surrounded by its physical and psychic debris. The lives of my extended family members had been altered forever by its ravages, as had my home of East London. We played in bombsites, my friends and I, and spouted war jargon in our games.

Given this background, it's hardly surprising that when I turned to writing novels, I turned to the war. I write now about fictional people, young and with their lives ahead of them, and how the onset of war distorts their destinies. I've found that it doesn't matter if a story is set by the Somme or in Afghanistan, war is war. Wherever it takes place, whatever it's called, it raises the same uncomfortable moral quandaries, maims both young and old, civilian and soldier, and allows both the worst and the best of us to surface.

I've just begun a World War One series, and the first will be published later in 2013.