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But now they were here, walking on French soil. And, within a few hours, if what they\u2019d been told was true, she and the others would be seeing things only the devil could have devised. It was a long drive to their destination, and to the wooden huts which were the nurses\u2019 living quarters.<\/p>\n

Their room had six camp beds, and Jane was the first to collapse down onto one of them. \u2018Oh deary me,\u2019 she said. \u2018No springs on this, I\u2019m afraid, and a very coarse blanket! But thank God we\u2019re stationary at last. Where\u2019s that cup of tea you mentioned, Angelina?\u2019 Presently, with Red Cross ambulances coming and going, and with the constant, thunderous boom of not so distant guns in their ears, the girls were shown to the field canteen.<\/p>\n

After a meal of bread and ham and beetroot, and the much longed for mugs of tea, they were taken to the hospital where they\u2019d be working until at least Christmas, so they\u2019d been told. As they approached, Angelina\u2019s eyes widened. The hospital was a long, brown, tented construction, much bigger than she\u2019d imagined it would be, with the Union Jack fluttering defiantly above the entrance. And as they entered, a young doctor came forward. \u2018Greetings, and welcome to hell,\u2019 he said, giving them a crooked smile.<\/p>\n

\u2018Needless to say, we are very thankful to have you here. My name is Dr Lewis \u2013 you can call me Sam \u2013 and you are \u2026?\u2019 The girls each gave their names, and Dr Lewis promptly said, \u2018I won\u2019t remember any of that, of course, so all you\u2019ll hear is me regularly yelling for a nurse.<\/p>\n

So be prepared! Unfortunately for you, the war has been at full height for many days and shows no sign of stalling. In fact, the expected advance is now in progress, which means that casualties will be coming in, in waves. We expect another train load any time.\u2019 He shrugged wearily. \u2018The only advice I can give you is to use your skills whenever and wherever you see the need. That\u2019s how it works. But there are several doctors here on and off, so don\u2019t be afraid to ask.<\/p>\n

The operating theatre is the tent behind this one \u2013 you will be needed there from time to time.\u2019 Before he could say any more Angelina put up her hand. \u2018Excuse me,\u2019 she said, feeling slightly silly to be asking a simple question, \u2018but where exactly are we? I mean, I know we\u2019re somewhere in France, but \u2026\u2019 Well, how was she expected to know?<\/p>\n

She had never been anywhere but London in her life before, and any details they\u2019d been given about their whereabouts had been sparse. Dr Lewis paused briefly.<\/p>\n

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A dedicated reader and scribbler all her life, ROSIE JAMES completed her first novel (sadly unpublished) before reaching her teens. Significant success came much later, and over the last twelve years newspaper and magazine articles, short stories and romantic novels followed under her other pen name Susanne James. Rosie\u2019s four family sagas were the next stage, the plots reflecting her fascination with the human condition \u2013 how different, yet how alike we all are.<\/p>\n

And in every story one thing is guaranteed \u2013 a happy ending. OceanofPDF.com Also by Rosie James Letters to Alice The Long Road Ahead Lexi\u2019s War OceanofPDF.com Front Line Nurse ROSIE JAMES OceanofPDF.com HQ An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd. 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2019 Copyright \u00a9 Rosie James 2019 Rosie James asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.<\/p>\n

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author\u2019s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e- book on-screen.<\/p>\n

No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins. E-book Edition \u00a9 June 2019 ISBN: 9780008296254 Version: 2019-05-27 OceanofPDF.com Table of Contents Cover About the Author Also by Rosie James Title page Copyright Dedication Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Epilogue Dear Reader \u2026<\/p>\n

About the Publisher OceanofPDF.com For my ever-loving family \u2026 Including our precious dogs. OceanofPDF.com Chapter 1 November 1900 Randolph Garfield stood on the quayside and watched the last huge roll of tobacco being wheeled into his main warehouse. He nodded, satisfied at the superb quality of this consignment, but what had he expected? Virginian tobacco was the finest in the world. As usual, his trusted foreman was checking each roll as it was stored away safely, and Randolph glanced at his watch.<\/p>\n

It was late and all the other workers had already gone home. But they would be back here again tomorrow morning, seven o\u2019clock sharp.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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