The Orphan

A woman is found unconscious in the street with a severe head wound; she is also pregnant.
The woman gives birth to a son but later dies- her dying words was the Name Robin McNally- Police sergeant Bob Cole is out to get McNally a petty thief for murder but he manages to get off in court. The grand parents of the woman bring up the boy as their own. Jackie Boyle has an unusual talent- he has the ability to remember everything he see's. he can read a book in minutes and remember every word. Jackie watches his Grand Mother who he calls mam cooking and when she dies of a stroke is forced to cook and clean so that his father who is really his Grandfather; can go to work down the pit at Battlehill Colliery. The five year old does this until his father is killed in the pit rescuing his friends- Jackie is sent to Oakridge Children's Home where he suffered at the hands of the Matron and the nuns strict regime. The Orphan is a fast paced story that will leave you wanting to read more.

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They drank a few more beers as they walked around just to keep them hydrated.

The main town had many bars and restaurants that were lined up in the centre of the streets every waiter was trying to get you to eat at their establishment; Michael avoided eye contact with them as they headed towards the beach.

“We need towels to lie on don’t we?

“They saw some outside a souvenir shop and they bought two each. They were in a variety of colours with bull fighters on then or pictures of setting suns and palm trees. They found a sun lounger each under a straw made parasol.

They placed the towel down and then folded the other to use as a pillow. He covered himself in sun lotion and they did each other’s backs before lying down.

They couldn’t relax because the lucky, lucky men came round constantly selling cheap watches, sun glasses, and beads.

Then Michael nearly got into a fight when a local asked him for ten pesetas.

“Bugger off said Michael but the man persisted holding out his hand.”

Michael was about to punch the man until Johnny said you had to pay to lie on the sun loungers. He must make a good living from everyone on this beach. There must be at least three hundred loungers. That’s nine hundred Pesetas everyday 360 days a year.

You can double that figure mate as most people with kids leave then someone else takes their spot. He just keeps walking back and forth across the beach every hour or so collecting money as he goes. Then when the sun goes down you will see him raking the sand around every lounger. Well at least they get clean sand. “No it’s because they leave buckets and spades; towels; half used sun creams hats, and most importantly they drop money. Now if you had coins in your pocket like many of us do in loose change, when you turn over the money falls out and fall’s through the slits in the sun lounger. He just waits until every one has left then goes and cleans up.

He recycles the sun creams and all the toys, buckets, and spade etc; they are sold back to the shops at a fraction of what they cost ready for the next set of tourists to come along and buy. I would guess that that man is making a grand a week from tourists.

“We are in the wrong game here can you imagine how much you could make if you bought the sun loungers from them and then paid them a percentage.

They would never sell mate these loungers are passed down from father to son.

“The crafty buggers “Well I will be checking under my bloody sun lounger before I leave. “ He is not getting any more of my money.”

“We had better go if you don’t want to burn two hours in the sun here is like sitting out in it all day back home.”

“Once you have been here a few days your skin will get used to the heat and you will not peel.”

Michael was on his knees scraping around under and around his sun lounger and shouted “look I found ten pesetas.”

 

 

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