Secret Child. Andrew Crofts
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Название: Secret Child
Автор: Andrew Crofts
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары
isbn: 9780008127299
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First published by HarperElement 2015
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Contents
Chapter Two: Divine Intervention
Chapter Five: Back to the Beginning
Chapter Eleven: Happy Families
Chapter Thirteen: A Real Education
Chapter Fourteen: A Hard Day’s Night
Chapter Sixteen: The Story of My Mother and Father
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Chapter One
The flight was delayed but none of the passengers milling around the lounge seemed to mind too much. There was something of a party atmosphere at that end of the terminal at JFK that day, which added to my own sense of excitement at my impending adventure.
I felt strangely nervous considering how many times I had boarded flights before. This trip, however, was going to be different to the usual round of international business meetings and holidays. This was literally a trip into the unknown, back into a past filled with dark secrets.
It seemed like the whole flight was going to be packed with Irish Americans heading home for the St Patrick’s Day celebrations, many of them wearing something green for the occasion, and some of them already cheered by a couple of pints of Guinness, taken to pass the time. I deliberately avoided СКАЧАТЬ