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Gabriella Gillespie

A Father’s Betrayal

Muna and her three sisters were happy children, growing up in Newport South Wales with their English mother and Arabic father. But in 1972 her mother disappeared, setting in motion a chain of events which would forever shatter her seemingly loving family.
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  • Shomadelade ett intryckför 5 år sedan
    👍Värt att läsa

    Human beings can’t be treated the way how Moona n her sisters were. Regardless of religion, culture and country. I feel sorry for the women who are oppressed in their countries and ai hope that one day they will all be free and live the life they want

  • Anisah Khandelade ett intryckför 4 år sedan

    Absolutely loved it was so addictive and couldn't stop reading was so scared the ending wont be good as she had to go throught hell in her life. Hope her father got what he decerved

  • Cassandra Ryandelade ett intryckför 5 år sedan
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  • Cristina Salazarhar citeratför 5 år sedan
    won’t be mentioning Ablah much more in my book, other than to say I love her very much.
  • Shomahar citeratför 5 år sedan
    for what she did for me that day.
    I knew I had to be more careful, so the next letter I threw for him I made different plans; he could hide the letters behind a huge rock that was behind our house and that he passed daily. I would hide mine beside the house next to a different stone that he also walked by daily, only I would no longer drop them in a matchbox, but in a chewing gum wrapping paper! The plan worked well and we carried on with that for about a week but then we decided we were going to try and meet up.
    Dad and Granddad had gone into town for the afternoon and were not due back until late that night. Earlier on that morning Dad had started up our water well in his field and we had filled up lots of barrels of water so that we could take all our clothes to the fields to wash that afternoon. Mana and I had arranged to meet at the fields that afternoon. He would keep a look out for us; once we had gone to the fields he would wait a few hours then follow. We could usually be at the fields all afternoon doing our washing and the well was about two miles away so nobody would see us.
    At first we were worried about telling Farouse, we trusted her to a certain extent but sometimes when she go
  • Shomahar citeratför 5 år sedan
    come to his senses

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