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Salvation Creek by Susan Duncan Sample Chapter

Salvation Creek by Susan Duncan Sample Chapter

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'As I bumped across the water in a leaky tin dinghy I didn't know that the journey had begun. That the pale yellow house with a corridor of columns and long verandah on the high, rough hill would hold the key to it all...’
At 44 Susan Duncan appeared to have it all. Editor of two of Australia's top selling women's magazines, a happy marriage, a jetsetting lifestyle covering stories from New York to Greenland, rubbing shoulders with Hollywood royalty, the world was her oyster.
But when her beloved husband and brother die within three days of each other, her glittering life shatters. In shock, she zips on her work face and soldiers on - until one morning eighteen months later when she simply can't get out of bed.
Heartbreaking, funny and searingly honest, SALVATION CREEK is the story of a woman who found the courage not only to walk away from a successful career and begin again, but to beat the odds in her own battle for survival and find a new life - and love - in a tiny waterside idyll cut off from the outside world. From the terrifying first step of quitting the job that had always anchored her to abandoning herself to a passionate affair that she knows will break her heart, Duncan never flinches from the truth or loses her wicked sense of humour. Even when she finds a paradise on earth only to discover that it may be too late. It's been said that the greatest risk in life is not to take a risk. Sometimes you have to risk everything to find the only thing you need.
'As I bumped across the water in a leaky tin dinghy I didn't know that the journey had begun. That the pale yellow house with a corridor of columns and long verandah on the high, rough hill would hold the key to it all...’
At 44 Susan Duncan appeared to have it all. Editor of two of Australia's top selling women's magazines, a happy marriage, a jetsetting lifestyle covering stories from New York to Greenland, rubbing shoulders with Hollywood royalty, the world was her oyster.
But when her beloved husband and brother die within three days of each other, her glittering life shatters. In shock, she zips on her work face and soldiers on - until one morning eighteen months later when she simply can't get out of bed.
Heartbreaking, funny and searingly honest, SALVATION CREEK is the story of a woman who found the courage not only to walk away from a successful career and begin again, but to beat the odds in her own battle for survival and find a new life - and love - in a tiny waterside idyll cut off from the outside world. From the terrifying first step of quitting the job that had always anchored her to abandoning herself to a passionate affair that she knows will break her heart, Duncan never flinches from the truth or loses her wicked sense of humour. Even when she finds a paradise on earth only to discover that it may be too late. It's been said that the greatest risk in life is not to take a risk. Sometimes you have to risk everything to find the only thing you need.

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Published by: RandomHouseAU on Sep 15, 2011
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‘A wonderful read. Ruthlessly honest, passionate,gutsy and funny. I couldn’t put it down.’
MAGGIE TABBERER
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WINNER, NIELSEN BOOKDATA 2007 BOOKSELLERS CHOICE AWARD
Copyright © 2007 Susan Duncan 2007 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, transmittedin any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
 
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: Some of the names of people in this book have beenchanged to protect their privacy.
SALVATION CREEKABANTAM BOOKFirst published in Australia and New Zealand in 2006 by BantamThis edition published in Australia and New Zealand in 2007 by BantamCopyright ©Susan Duncan, 2006All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,stored in a retrieval system, transmitted in any form or by any means,electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, withoutthe prior written permission of the publisher.Duncan, Susan (Susan Elizabeth).Salvation Creek: an unexpected life.ISBN 978 1 86325 638 4.1. Duncan, Susan (Susan Elizabeth). I. Title.920.72Transworld Publishers,a division of Random House Australia Pty LtdLevel 3, 100 Pacific HighwayNorth Sydney, NSW2060http://www.randomhouse.com.auRandom House New Zealand Limited18 Poland Road, Glenfield, AucklandTransworld Publishers,a division of The Random House Group Ltd61–63 Uxbridge Road, Ealing, London W5 5SARandom House Inc1745 Broadway, New York, New York 10036Cover painting ‘Church Point’by John LovettChapter openers feature linocuts by Katie Clemson, from the series‘Pittwater Boatsheds’, 2003.Cover and text design by Nanette Backhouse/Saso Content and DesignTypeset by Midland Typesetters, AustraliaPrinted and bound by Griffin Press, South Australia10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
Copyright © 2007 Susan Duncan 2007 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, transmittedin any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
 
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reason at all,I cannot find the strength toget out of bed.It’s mid-winter in Melbourne.Trees are nakedunder a dirty brown sky.A few dead leaves skitter joylessly in anirritable wind.The alarm clock went off an hour ago.The doghasn’t been walked.I haven’t showered,dressed or left for theoffice.The thought of throwing back the covers and putting myfeet on the floor fills me with terror.I lie there,squeezing my eyesshut.Descending slowly into a deep,dark hole that I welcome.Iwant oblivion so badly I can think of nothing else.When I look at the clock again,two hours have evaporated.Ireach for the phone and call the doctor.‘I can’t make the decision to get out of bed.’‘Stay there,then.Stay there for as long as you want.You’re ill.I put the phone back in its cradle,look around an anonymousmustard bedroom in my rented house.Mirrored closet doorsreflect a haggard old woman.I turn away and face the window,counting on my fingers.Eighteen.Eighteen months since mybrother,John,and my husband,Paul,died.For a second only,Isquint into the future.The vacant spaces are unbearable.The crying starts in silence.Tears wetting the pillow,dampeningthe collar of my pyjamas.Through the day it builds,until swolleneyes reduce the world to a narrow slit and my dog,Sweetie,climbson the bed for the first time in her life to press her warm,black bodyclose.When the maelstrom ends two days later,nothing has changed.My brother is still dead.And so is my husband.
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Copyright © 2007 Susan Duncan 2007 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, transmittedin any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

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