Flash Back
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“Now listen, Deary, The Masters home ‘is’ your home. Do you understand?”
She looked into her eyes, swallowed hard, and then nodded her head timidly. “Carlos could you show me to the…my room?” she requested, swallowing hard again.
“Certainly,” he smiled brightly and the heaviness lifted.
Enrique stared at Maria as Carlos and My Lady left the room.
***
“Yes!” she snapped, “You heard me right, and I meant it too.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” he was quick to state. “I best be getting back to The Point.”
“You keep a sharp eye out. We had some real trouble at the beach property. That’s what landed the poor child in the hospital for over three weeks.”
“Is ‘that’ what prompted the Garcia sweep?”
Her eyes widened. “Oh, Lordy! When was that?”
“About a week ago.”
“What they did to her was barbaric! Her back still looks like…”
The shrillness ‘rang’ through the house! Two armed guards ‘burst’ through the doors from the outside.
“Oh, Lord! The Mirrors! We took them out of her hospital room!”
There was a mass convergence to her room. She sobbed, in a crumpled ball, on the floor of the bathroom. As Maria helped her stand, her back was visible in the mirror and Enrique cringed.
Maria reached around and zipped her dress. “Help me get her to the bed.”
Carlos had now entered and sent the guards to the outer doors. Enrique laid her on the bed and she pulled a pillow over her head, sobbing uncontrollably as she curled into a fetal position. Maria went to the bathroom and got a cold washcloth, shooing the men out. “Go. Close the door, please.”
***
(Later)
"Pedro," she gasped, "I fell! I fell!" she cried.
"Tt's okay, though, it was only a little slip."
"No, Pedro. I was in a boat...a bigger boat! Not as big as yours, but bigger than these. I fell, Pedro! Oh, My God, I fell! Someone ...
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About the Book
Amongst the cluttered debris of the beach is found a very uncommon ocean salvage; a woman! Her sand caked, lifeless body is carried to a nearby beach house. A fearsome struggle is evidenced as she resists those trying to administer lifesaving assistance. As if being stranded in a foreign country, in which her language abilities are rusty and poor at best, isn’t fearsome enough, it is quickly discovered that she is suffering from a state of amnesia.
She was fortunate to be washed up upon the beach of compassionate care givers, but the conflict, that was the cause of her being left at the mercies of a storm tossed sea, come stalking; inflicting even greater horrors. The Master, affectionately known as Pedro, but addressed as Raphael, becomes her rescuer, but not without consequences of personal perils, both physically and emotionally.
Though the physical healing of My Lady is treacherously unnerving, the task of restoring her memory not only reveals her most recent tragedy, but also unleashes repressed experiences from an abusive childhood. The healing of a Soul is a complicated endeavor requiring undaunted devotion; will The Master be willing to endure its demands?
This book takes a journey through healing from the lingering, buffeting cords of abuse. Unresolved emotions are threatening to face. Putting that journey in story form can transfer the pain,
but make accessible a balm of healing and release to the Soul, without the personal focus.
Once the Soul is safely on its healing journey, personal reflections are easier to embrace.
About the Author
Susan is a transplant from the Mid-West to the arid area of
She is grateful for the support of her husband.
She loves her children and is blessed to be an influence in the lives of her darling grand-children.
Flashback is a work of comfort, we are not alone in our heartaches, and need not be alone to suffer through our sorrows. Sharing can make us vunerable, but its rewards far outweigh the pain of silence.
In addition to the volumes of the Flashback series, her desire is to publish a series of children's books.