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September
     

September

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by Len Cooke
 

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Calum Lachlan, a 40-year-old bachelor, landowner and hero of World War Two, is driving along a lonely Lakeland road when he is flagged down by a highly distressed young woman who appears to have been the victim of a violent attack. The stranger merely introduces herself as September and will say nothing about how she came to be where she is, where she is going to or

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Calum Lachlan, a 40-year-old bachelor, landowner and hero of World War Two, is driving along a lonely Lakeland road when he is flagged down by a highly distressed young woman who appears to have been the victim of a violent attack. The stranger merely introduces herself as September and will say nothing about how she came to be where she is, where she is going to or from whence she came. It is raining and late on a Sunday evening and, reluctantly, Calum feels it incumbent upon himself to offer the woman food and shelter for the night.Thus commences a journey which, whilst beginning in good faith and charity, rapidly moves the reader through many of the fraught emotions and behaviours which, sadly, so often define human life – loneliness, decency, love, romance and even adultery. Then, as this darker side of human nature manifests itself, raw evil, and cynical treachery combine to create the dire but often inevitable corollary of such an unholy pairing – brutal, pre-meditated, cold-blooded murder!Now incarcerated in the dark reaches of the 12th century castle prison at Lancaster, abandoned by the wife who so successfully and comprehensively framed him and in the long, threatening, and sinister shadow of the gallows and the hangman’s noose; Calum waits. Waits with only the company of the spectre of someone from the shadowy reaches of his violent past to comfort him, waits to learn about his own, very uncertain future; or perhaps more accurately, if he is to be allowed to have one.

Product Details

BN ID:
2940033251285
Publisher:
Len Cooke
Publication date:
03/16/2012
Sold by:
Smashwords
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
869 KB
Age Range:
18 Years

Meet the Author

As with many writers, Len regards the art as being very much part of his DNA. After taking early retirement from his work on nuclear submarines, his passion for justice and decency led him to work as a volunteer in one of Her Majesty's Prisons and that collective experience, together with his travels to many parts of the world, has given him an unrivalled maturity, and at times, wicked sense of humour that can often be seen in his work.  

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September 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The song september cool.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love that song too! I just remembered, what happened in September, I'm the one who killed them all, I survived after the fall. PLOT TWIST!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
MOARMOARMOAR
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Broken winced as the scream was suddenly cut off, followed by the sound of dragging. Thump! Something was dropped down the Hole. That something was most likely the poor ponys body. She grimaced at the thought of the Hole. It was a deep, dark hole in the basement where the bodys went. She had been shown it the day she had been brought here. The foals watched silently as the Master came back up the stairs, his face speckled with droplets of crimson blood. His bloody knife was tucked in the pocket of his vest. "Today is Winter Wrap Up. If i find one speck of snow left, I'll let you rot in the Hole. And NO SINGING. Got it?" The crowd nodded and scurried outside to get their shovels. <p> Broken shoveled and watched as the young pegasi cleared the sky above. She glanced at her wings. They had healed a little, but were still too wrecked to fly. Sighing, she continued shoveling. Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. "Hey!" It was a small yellow filly with a red and yellow mane. "Yeah?" She replied. It had been so long since shed spoken that she had almost forgotton what her voice sounded like! "That blue colt did have a good point. Why would he keep us around if we're useless?" Broken nodded. "Yeah, he was right about that. I feel bad that i didnt try to help him." The filly grinned. "Well i have a plan to take the Master down." Brokens eyes widened. "You do? How?" The unicorns grin became wider. "Meet me in the stables tonight and i'll tell you. Anyways, whats your name?" Broken smiled for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Broken Heart. Yours?" The unicors turqoise eyes glimmered in the sunlight. "Sunset Shimmer." ((Sorry if this was too short! I cant remember what happened in september either! Lol i love that song. Anyways, hope you enjoyed that little twist i threw in there))
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good story