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Winter’s Day by DM Wolfenden

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Jolie Winters wants what most women her age want – love and affection. However, nothing seems to work out. When a devastating illness threatens a loved one, she finds comfort in a past relationship–a relationship which now puts Jolie in more danger than she’s ever known. Winters Day is set in today’s suburban Britain. Dealing with tough issues, it exposes the human psyche in all its glory: with gritty realism and laugh-out-loud humour. A multi-layered and highly emotional package.

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Blurb: Jolie Winters understands pain. From her mother’s murder to her abusive ex, she is emotionally and physically scarred.

But, Jolie wants what most women her age want – love and affection. However, nothing seems to work out. When a devastating illness threatens a loved one, she finds comfort in a past relationship–a relationship which now puts Jolie in more danger than she’s ever known.

Will she stay with her abuser, or will she leave, and embrace the love she’s been hiding from all along?

Winters Day is a chick-lit, set in today’s suburban Britain. Dealing with tough issues, it exposes the human psyche in all its glory: with gritty realism and laugh-out-loud humour. A multi-layered and highly emotional package.

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Excerpt

After lunch was finished, Jolie left for Debbie’s.

Her stomach tightened when she looked at her blistering hand hovering over the button for the bell.

Debbie opened the door and started laughing at her. “Good grief. Did you put your make-up on in the dark?”

Jolie nudged passed her. “Very funny.”

She sat down on Debbie’s couch, the oversized red cushions enveloping her.

“Have you got a new job performing at children’s parties?” Debbie’s face creased.

Jolie shook her head. “I see you’re feeling better.”

Debbie put her hand on her hip. “The last time I saw you wearing so much crap on your face you were with him.”

Jolie couldn’t look her in the eye.

Debbie gasped. “You’re back with him.” She shook her head. “You’ve took that two-timing scum bag!”

Jolie could feel the anger building up inside, and held her hand up. “That’s enough!”

Debbie’s eyes went wide. “What the hell happened?” She took hold of Jolie’s red and blistered hand.

“I was pouring the boiling water from the potatoes away.”

Debbie huffed. “Did he do it?”

Jolie pulled her hand away, and flinched. “Do you really think he would burn me? I’m going home.”

Debbie grabbed her arm. “No, wait.”

Jolie raised her eyebrows. “What?”

“I have no idea what he’s capable of—”

Jolie jumped up.

“Let me finish.”

Jolie’s ground her teeth together.

Debbie crossed her legs. “I know you think you love him—”

Jolie put her hand on her hip. “I do love him.”

Debbie sighed. “If you are happy, then I’m happy for you, but he’s a manipulator. You couldn’t see it before.”

 I know she’s right, but he’s promised things will be different this time. She bit her lip.

“All I’m saying is, question him, question everything.”

Jolie sat down. “I’m not going to question him.”

Debbie reached over, and took hold of her shoulders. “I’m not being mean; I’m scared for you.”

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