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A Journey of Truth
A Journey of Truth
A Journey of Truth
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Follow the continuing journey of Aaslan and his sister, Aisha, as they return to home life in the village of Bursa with their mother and father, and new friends. Will the aftermath of their Istanbul adventures have unforeseen consequences as they try to resume what was, all the while dreaming of what could have been? Is it possible to let go of the fear? As the men return to the nearby village to pick up winter supplies, the women tend to the small farm and stock animals. A early fall storm sets the pace for the women and "all that can go wrong," while the men encounter travelers they did not expect to see. When the identify of the mysterious travelers is discovered, Aaslan and his father, and friend, Udmurt, must make their way home over treacherous trail. Will they arrive home on time?
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“What men?” Kerem demanded of the young man.
“I did not know...”
“What did you do? What did you tell them? Yousef, you must tell me!”
“The man Aaslan recognized and the one Hasad pointed out this afternoon,” Yousef started to explain, and as he did he realized there might have been error in his ways. “He asked me questions. I did not know why he wanted to know such things...”
“What things?” Kerem demanded, his tone menacing.
“They asked about their business and if they might have time to discuss with them some other matters while they were in town. I thought that request was innocent enough. They then inquired where Hasad and the others might be staying.”
“That is why they were watching my home.”
“I thought it odd the man mentioned having business with Hasad although it did not seem to me that Hasad wanted to meet with them. They did say, though, it was something that could wait until they caught up with them in Bursa,” Yousef replied. “What is odd, Kerem, my friend... I did as Hasad asked. I did not mention Bursa in our conversation.”

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Release dateJun 2, 2015
ISBN9781927510568
A Journey of Truth
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Linda J Pedley

Although poetry is one of her greatest passions and has been the mainstay of Linda's writing for many years... screenplays, novels, short stories, blogs, and non-fiction articles... have filtered in, as well. To Linda, dedication to the craft means there is a constant learning, sharing, and creating cycle that threads through her writing life: always learn new things to improve your skill and boost your creativity; share time and expertise with others to promote an exchange for new ideas and mutual achievement; continue to practice your creativity to foster your own style and create your own unique voice.

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    A Journey of Truth - Linda J Pedley

    A Journey of Truth

    Novella II

    Linda J. Pedley

    Copyright ©2015 Linda J. Pedley

    Dream Write Publishing Ltd.

    P.O. Box 57083 RPO Eastgate

    Sherwood Park AB T8A 5L7

    http://www.dreamwritepublishing.ca

    Published on Smashwords

    The characters, situations, and settings are fictitious and any resemblance to a person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Resources used for the writing of this novel include Internet research and are readily available through usual and normal channels; every effort was made to represent early 1900 history as close as possible with allowances for fictionalization. No reproduction, in whole or in part, of this work is allowed without the express written permission of the author, except for quotations in book reviews and interviews. Please contact the publisher for use. Dream Write Publishing and the author are committed to providing quality literary products for all ages and provides the following in-house book rating: Young Adult 13+ (profanity/language (1): mild suggestive; violence/gore (0); sex/nudity (0).

    A Journey of Truth ~ Novella II

    ISBN#978-1-927510-49-0

    Look for Book I – A Journey of Brothers

    and Book III A Journey of Desires

    Available in E-Book and print

    This book is dedicated to my daughter

    ~ Kelsey ~

    Thank you for being such an important part of my life and for sharing the road I call my writing journey. Your support and acceptance of my writing is something I will treasure always.

    Your strength despite everything and your ability to amaze everyone with endless talent is something I respect and hold dear – I am forever proud of you.

    Love you always.

    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1 Back Home ……………………….…. 6

    Chapter 2 Another Journey ..…………….…….. 10

    Chapter 3 The Hunters ………………….……... 17

    Chapter 4 In Good Hands ……………….……... 23

    Chapter 5 Balikesir ………………….…………. 32

    Chapter 6 Unwanted Attentions ……………….. 37

    Chapter 7 Keeping Out of Sight ……………….. 42

    Chapter 8 Fixing Things ……………………….. 48

    Chapter 9 Confirmation ………………………... 55

    Chapter 10 Discovery ……………………..…….. 59

    Chapter 11 Hurried Departure from Balikesir …... 68

    Chapter 12 Some Things Cannot Be Fixed …...… 79

    Glossary …………………………………………..…… 91

    About the Author ……………………………………… 92

    Chapter 1 – Back Home

    The sound of the morning meadow bird shrilled through the foggy dawn just as the sun cut a sliver of pink shimmering light at the horizon. Aisha sat bolt upright in her bed. Ever since their arrival home, and despite the safety and security family provided, her dreams ended with the sudden awakening. The intrusive bird was not to blame, although she cursed it silently as she eased her hastened breathing through her panic, calming and warming slowly to the day. She was reminded of the long journey that began with a similar shrill whistle echoing through the forest. Thankfully, it came to an end not so many months before, and she took comfort in the somewhat happy ending to the adventure – this was one of the only memories that allowed her to go on with her life at home.

    It was Aaslan who kept her grounded. Her brother was her rock; her constant in a world that evolved around her, sometimes without her wanting to accept that time kept moving forward despite what she really thought. It was her expected duties and responsibilities on the family homestead that kept her mind from going to places she did not want to go; it was being back with her Mamma and Pappas that made her realize how lucky she truly was to be alive. Although her kidnapping was a traumatic experience, one she would not wish upon anyone, she had minor repercussions from the event. If she were to be truthful, she actually missed the palace and its finery. She missed the adoring smile of Prince Haidar and, frequently, drifted off absentmindedly recalling his loving care and attention to her. She still refused to speak to anyone of him, lest they really know how much she cared for him, lest they discourage her from her dreams. She thought it would not be proper to set such high goals – lofty desires were not afforded to a mere peasant girl.

    Aisha decided a few weeks after they arrived home to claim what luck she did have in the friendship she gained from a girl named Saharra. Again, it was something she was cautious of for she saw the way her new friend looked at her brother; the glances exchanged and the smiles shyly hidden from others. She noticed them and it made her wonder how long she would be in possession of such a friendship. If Saharra’s feelings for her brother were anything like the ones she felt for the charming prince, it would not be long before she would be vacated from that coveted position. In her world, a couple was always the closest of friends, true and devoted confidants, there for one another, no matter what. Her father and mother were evidence of such a relationship. That was how she grew up. That was what she knew to be true, and she would expect nothing less from someone who would become a major part of her brother’s life.

    The air in the cabin was cold until the newly revived flames blazed within the stone fireplace in the next room, spreading its precious warmth throughout. Aisha’s self-contained area was small, sectioned off from the other equally small rooms, but it was hers. The girl’s parents were adamant that each had their private space, a small corner to call their own, little as it was. It allowed them to have moments to themselves, quiet time often taken out of a hectic and physically demanding day. She stretched. Today, the small space was even more crowded – she shared it with her new friend, Saharra.

    The axe hit the solid log with a deafening thud, splitting it clean through the centre. Splintered pieces flew in a circle, falling to the ground in wayward clumps, soon to be gathered and stored for kindling. The covered lean-to, on the east wall of the house, was nearly full. Aaslan spent the summer months cutting and chopping suitable deadfall from the surrounding forest, painstakingly dragging each limb by hand to the area where he could work. From sunrise to early evening – that was his job. It was a chore that had to be done every year before fall days became too cold and the September calm gave way to icy blasts from the northeast. He accepted his responsibility and put shoulder to the work each day without complaint. Even when the valuable mountain ponies were commandeered by his father to help with the work in the north field – he had to make do without their help to move the precious wooden treasures.

    His confident smile accompanied the rise and fall of the heavy axe. Aaslan was satisfied with the feeling hard work left him even though evenings were often given over to exhaustion and inevitable sleep. He was content, and his happiness was not hard to explain. Udmurt had stayed on to help his father over the summer and, with the mountain man’s assistance, they were able to fence most of the north pasture, save for the farthest edge where they were now working. Although it was a long time coming, it was a necessity his father was unable to manage by himself. Udmurt’s help was a most welcome addition that summer to help construct the enclosure for the family’s few precious livestock.

    Aaslan also smiled more because of Saharra – since their journey home he had grown quite fond of her, despite his initial annoyance with her when she thought him a mere boy. She even called him naïve at one point while

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