Breaking the chain

Heather Reid a sixteen year old girl is found collapsed in Howdon - she has run away from her home on West Percy road North Shields, because she is pregnant. She is taken to Willington Quay Maternity hospital where upon she gives birth to a baby Girl that she names Dawn because the dawn was breaking when she was giving birth. After complications set in Heather dies of Toxaemia and her father will not bring up a bastard child. Dawn is adopted by two university lecturers - follow her story as her real father seeks her out and a court battle ensues. this is a tragic story that will have you reading until the end.


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I know how you feel as I feel the same about Tracey.’ You know she pulled me out of a real dark place after the death of Doreen.’

“I can understand that; I went all to hell after my mother died, she was everything to me, and I loved her so. It was like an arrow in my heart when she went I tell you.’

My father I was very close to we did everything together and he taught me just about everything. He was so wise my father and he looked after my mother even though her mind had gone and she no longer recognised him.’ She is now being cared for in a home Dylan. I go to visit her and you know there are some days when I see the light switch on in her eyes and she knows who I am but mostly she just stares out of the window of the home into the garden; oblivious to all around her.’

My father was a Tyrant and ruled over us with and iron rod. Many a hiding I would have had if it weren’t for my mother’s intervention. She would smother me to prevent my father from using his belt upon my back.

There were twelve of us all in one house and we slept three to a bed in those days.’

I remember my mother placing my two sisters in the inside of a chest of drawers because there wasn’t enough room for a cot.’

Food was scarce and that was how I learned to grow vegetables and fruit for the table.’

I was little more than a boy the first time that I went down the mine.’

“I was terrified you know; the noise’s of coal seams crumbling under the pit props and the fear of cave inn’s and explosions. I was in charge of the ponies that pulled the coal trucks through the mine. Half of them were blinded by the constant darkness.’

“It must have been pretty tough.’

“I swore that none of my sons would go down a mine but Dai wanted to be like his father. “ You can only advise. I’m glad now he doesn’t need to go down there anymore, he has kept his prize money and bought a pub in Llandudno.’

“Good for him.’

“Will you retire Dylan?’

“Well I will one day I expect but I’m only forty two years old man.’ What would I do with myself.’ I know nothing more than life down the mines of Llandudno.

“If you had enough money to retire; what would you do?’

“I don’t know really.’

“You could open your own market stall selling your fresh vegetables. “You could buy a big plot of land and cultivate it; even employ two people to help you run it.’

“That would be a dream job.’

“How much would you need to do it do you reckon said Gordon as they pulled into the car park of “The Beehive”

“About ten grand I reckon.’

Gordon got out of the car and Dylan followed him into the restaurant part of the pub.

They picked out a table that six people or more could sit around and asked the waiter to bring them the menu.’

“Would you like wine or a beer with your meal Dylan.’

“Beer for me thanks.’

“When the menu was brought Dylan looked at it then at Gordon.’

“Have you seen the prices of the food in ere boy?’

“Don’t worry Dylan; order what you like.’

“Well, I would like a nice juicy steak with all the trimmings.’

“Would you like a bowl of soup to start?’

“Yes, that would be nice.’

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