Book review:A dark secret, by Casey Watson

Summary

Just when Casey thinks her foster care duties are done, she’s asked to look after Sam, a troubled nine-year-old with a violent streak who drove his previous guardians to release him of their care. It soon unfolds, however, that this is no simple case.

Determined to get to the root of Sam’s behaviour, Casey is committed to uncover his mysterious past only to find out something far darker than she ever imagined….

Having recently said good-bye to their last foster child, Miller, the Watson family are taking a bit of a break. But it’s while Casey is having fun catching up with her friends that she receives a call from her new link worker. Social services are desperately trying to find a settled home for nine-year-old Sam, who has autism and some serious behavioural problems.

Removed from his mother less than a week ago, Sam has been staying with respite carers. But with two young children of their own, they now find themselves unable to hold on to the little boy as he is bullying them relentlessly. It’s not an isolated situation, either. Apparently Sam’s own siblings begged not to be placed with their older brother – they were both adamant that they were too afraid of him.

The Watsons agree to accommodate Sam, who, despite his tiny stature, turns out to be quite the whirlwind – destroying anything and everything in his path. In addition to the outward behaviours, it quickly becomes evident that there is a much darker past that has blighted the boy’s life. As Casey tries to get to the bottom of it, she discovers there are no files on Sam, only the testament of his previous neighbour. Thankfully, Mrs Gallagher is only too happy to help. And to talk. But it soon transpires that there is a great deal more to Sam’s secret history….

*****
My review…

This was a great read. I got it from audible. Its also available in paperback and on kindle. I didn’t like the reader of the book, but I did enjoy the book.

It was a page turner. The story moved along at a nice pace. It kept me interested all the way through.

While I prefer other foster care authors, I did like this story. I just don’t like caseys writing style all that much, but sams story was good, and had a happy ending which was nice to see.

I would recommend this book if you like fostering memoirs or stories about children who’ve overcome the odds.

You wont be disappointed. Its definitely worth a read.

A contest from my childhood!

Today I am going to write about the time when I took part in a contest, with my then youth club. The contest was called, tops of the clubs, and it was a competition to see which club was the best around the area. What we had to do was we had to create a mini talent show. We had half an hour to perform. We had to encorporate comedy, dance, singing and theatre into a show and then go head to head with other youth clubs. It was a lot of fun. The year I entered I was just turning 18. We practiced and practiced for weeks beforehand. My part in the show was singing the theme to river dance, I wore a beautiful long velvet dress, and there were kids irish dancing all around me as I sang. I got a standing ovation at the end of my performance. I still have the VHS tape of us doing that show. Its something that I treasure. Needless to say we won that year. We were on top of the world. I’ve never forgotten that night. I did get very ill on that night too though after the show. I got viral meningitis and had to be hospitalised for 2 weeks. But nothing could dampen my spirits, we’d won and we took the title of the best youth club in our area. That was something to celebrate.

This post is in response to word of the day for june 1st.

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/06/01/contest/

Non fiction prompt, from the haunted wordsmith

Today’s prompt: What is one television show or episode from your childhood that you still remember today?

Well, for me, it would have to be the care bears! I loved that show so much when I was a kid! I still do even now! We collect all the dvd’s of the care bears! Our little alters love them as much now as we did when we were kids! Although I think the ones from the 80’s were the best! They dont make those nowadays, but the ones they make nowadays are still really good too! That show was epic! Such a feel good show!

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/05/31/nonfiction-prompt-may-31/

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Denial

sitting on her bed
an intense pain in her heart
razor in hand
she thinks
should I?
Thoughts fill her mind
Did I?
When?
How?
Where? Did she care?
The denial was strong
He hadn’t sexually abused her had he?
But the evidence couldn’t be disputed
Indeed he had
And now, she sat
A razor blade in her hand
Ready to slice her skin
As the pain…
The pain overwhelmed her
She looked out the window
As thoughts continued to race around her head
Would she be better off dead?
Would anyone care?
Would it be fair to her family?
To put them through this pain?
But she was in pain too
And the man who caused her so much pain
In her childhood
He was free
She wished the denial wasn’t so strong
Denial is a scary thing
You really start believing it if your not careful

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Did you know? April 21st was kindergarten day!

Did you know?
That today is Kindergarten Day? This day celebrates the birthday of Friedrich Froebel (1782), who began the first kindergarten in 1837 in Blankenburg, Germany. The first kindergarten in a public school in the U.S. was started in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1873.

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She’s 11 today…

My niece is 11 today. Wow! 11 years ago today, she was born.
I cant believe that! I remember her birth like it was yesterday. I remember how thrilled I was…my first niece.
When my sis went into labour we all went to the hospital with her. She was in labour on lauren for days. I wasnt at the hospital when lauren was born, we’d gone home, only our mom and dad had stayed there, the rest of the family went home. but I remember staying up all night, she was born at 4:40 in the morning. I remember all the excitement of it.
Now she’s 11 and getting so grown up. She is a quiet and gentle child. She isnt outgoing at all. She has the sweetest nature though and the sweetest personality.
At midnight tonight we lit candles on her cake, we got her mini cakes, chocolate ones, we stuck 11 candles in them and we sang happy birthday. She was so embarrassed to her. She hates having a fuss made of her. My sis got it on video, I’ll try to post it later on.
My sister was so funny on the video. She was drunk, and After we all sang, and lauren ran out of the room, my sis was like, in her poshest voice, now, this is what its like in 2019!
Hahahaha!
We’re going to light her cakes again this morning, when everyone wakes up, and we’ll all give her her birthday cards then. Mom and me have cards for her, and some of my aunts gave mom cards to give her as well.
I feel so nostalgic today. I cant believe my precious niece is 11. Man I am old!

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Clara having memories

Its Clara. I am 15. I wanted to write. I just realised why the kids crying triggers me so much.
I remember when we were at school, at the bording school. We were made to take care of the younger girls. The younger kids. We had to dress them, feed them, wash them…the staff who worked there expected us to do it, they didn’t care that we were also just kids. They just expected us to do their work for them. I don’t know why they had the job of caring for us. They certainly didn’t do it.
I just realised that this is a huge trigger for me. Hearing our littles cry, seeing them sad, and upset, it triggers huge overwhelm in me. I feel helpless. Hopeless, out of control. I feel as if I am literally unable to breathe. Just the sound…god the sound. It makes me feel like running away, far far away.
I emailed Eileen about it. I told her what I remembered. I told her how I felt. I had to tell her. I knew she’d understand. I knew she’d get how I felt.
I’m feeling so unwell tonight. I feel agitated. Very shaky. Very sad and hopeless.
Why did I have to do a job that was not what I should have been doing? Why? Those staff who looked after us, well they didn’t, but they were employed to do that. To look after us. They should have done so. I shouldn’t have had the job of caring for other blind kids. That was not fair on me.
Clara age 15