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    No Greater Love
    No Greater Love
    No Greater Love
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    No Greater Love

    By Edwina Orth

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    Kathy once lived in a nightmare known only to herself and her abusive husband. She did all she could to hide the sorrow, fear, and anger she felt inside, especially from her two daughters. For Kathy, divorce was a release from Bruces cruelty, psychological games, and control. To her daughters, it was the start of a period of great resentment.



    The stress of Kathys new home environment only aggravates thirteen-year-old Lisas compulsive lying. She returns sullen from each weekend visit with her father, increasingly desperate for her parents to reconcile. Kathy, however, is only interested in moving on with her life.



    When a chance meeting with a new neighbor rekindles a part of Kathys heart that she thought was too damanged to ever love again, shes taken aback. But she cannot deny her attraction to Matthew, and soon, the wounded divorce is transformed into a bride-to-be. Enraged, Lisa tells a devastating lie about Matthew, in the hopes that her mother will cancel the wedding. Not yet satisfied with the results, Lisa coerces her sister to lie for her, and the young girls false testimony is enough to get Matthew convicted and sentenced to years in prison.



    Knowing with every fiber of her being that her fianc is innocent, Kathy prays that the truth will somehow emerge. Can she convince her daughters to step up and do the right thing to save Matthew? She needs a miracleperhaps the miracle of love.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisheriUniverse
    Release dateSep 17, 2013
    ISBN9781491706169
    No Greater Love
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    Edwina Orth

    Edwina Orth attended Goddard College in Plainfield, Vermont. She is the mother of four adult children, two grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren. Still young at heart, she is an avid reader who now finds joy in writing stories of adventure and romance. Edwina resides in Burlington, Vermont.

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      No Greater Love - Edwina Orth

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      About No Greater Love

      With thanks to my son, Frank, his lovely wife, Karen, and all my family. They have always been supportive with love and good advice. Thanks also to friends Dottie, Charlie, and Fred. Your help has been invaluable to me.

      Chapter One

      Mathew walked along the path that led to the lake. He dew in deep breaths of the cool air. God, how good it felt to be outdoors at last. His eyes roved over the landscape, taking in the fall colors. So far, they were mostly gold or light brown. He flexed his shoulders as he felt the cool breeze. It was early September, and already Vermont had coolness in the early morning breeze. He wore an Irish fisherman’s sweater over a flannel shirt. He liked an early morning walk. It cleared his mind and helped start the day right.

      He thought of his computer repair job, and he began to review the work he had done yesterday. The work he had just completed had been more complicated than usual, and he had put in lots of overtime while finding the cause of the trouble. Computers could be tricky, but he really loved his job.

      It was his coworker, Charlie, who bugged him. Mathew had to explain so many things to him that he wondered if Charlie knew anything about computers. Charlie had been working for the company for over a year. He had seniority, and he knew it. It took all of Mathew’s patience to deal with Charlie’s smug attitude. Someday I’ll have enough money saved so I can quit this job at B and B computers and have my own business.

      He rounded the bend and saw the lake ahead of him. Gulls wheeled over the water with their harsh cries, looking for food. He stood for a while absorbing it all—the mountains in the distance and the sun reflected on the water. He became conscious of someone watching him. It was a girl, perhaps twelve or thirteen years old, sitting with an open book cradled in her arms.

      He waved and almost turned to leave when he heard her hiccup. Was she crying? He looked more closely and saw her red eyes and tear-stained face. Slowly he walked up to her. Are you okay? he asked. Can I be of help?

      She shook her head and murmured, No thanks.

      Mathew felt her cool, wary stare and backed away. He decided that she was better off left alone. He might frighten her if he probed.

      He turned and began walking back to his house, a small Cape Cod. It was made of wood and stone. He had lived in it for two months. He felt lucky to have found it before he had started his new job. There was still open country around, and Lake Champlain was special. The Adirondacks were across the lake. He never would be tired of looking at those rugged peaks.

      He saw a woman running toward him. She was dressed in form-hugging jeans and a blue sweater. Her auburn hair was awry, and her expression was anxious. Have you seen a young girl anywhere up the path? I have to find her.

      Mathew nodded. Yes, there is a girl reading by the water. I guess she’s about another hundred feet or so. She looked to be crying, but I am not sure.

      Thanks. If possible, the woman ran faster, and she soon was around the bend and out of sight.

      I wonder who they are and where they are from. I haven’t seen then around before. There were several homes nearby, but he hadn’t met any neighbors yet. I wonder if that is her daughter. If so, she’s very young to have a child that age.

      Kathy waved good-bye to the man. Knowing that her daughter was close, she ran even faster and almost stumbled in her haste. Her daughters had just come back from a visit with their father. They were always upset and hard to deal with after seeing him. She had tried to figure it out and had come to the conclusion that he was still angry with her because of the divorce.

      It was hard for them to understand. They wished that the family could be together again. Kathy never bad-mouthed their father, but she was aware that he made untrue remarks about her to the children.

      When Kathy saw her daughter with red, puffy eyes, she stopped to gain some poise. What can I do to help her? What makes her so hard to understand? It had to be more than just a visit to her father. Is she unhappy at school? She seems to have few friends, and she says that some of the girls lie about her. They say Lisa tells whoppers. Mrs. Tyson, her teacher, had recommended a child psychiatrist. She even gave me several names for me to call. I’m not ready for that yet. That just might upset Lisa and make her mistrust me even more.

      Kathy said, Lisa, I’ve been looking all over for you. You’ve been crying. What’s wrong? You know you only have to tell me, and I’ll do all I can help you.

      Lisa glared at her mother and turned her head away. Finally, she said, You’ll never understand. Daddy’s not interested in me. The girls at school all hate me. You’re so busy with your job that you don’t have time to listen to me or even want to.

      I am sorry that you’re upset. I do listen when I can, but you tell such stories that people just don’t believe you anymore. If you told the truth, without adding all those imaginary tidbits, you would be believed. Also, you know that I have to work. We need the money that my job brings in, and that can’t be changed.

      You wouldn’t have to work if you and Dad were together again.

      Kathy bit her tongue. Lisa didn’t understand and probably never would. Kathy hadn’t told her any of the reasons for the divorce. It would not be right to tell her of the abuse and unfaithful behavior. How do you explain psychological abuse or a hateful, destroying relationship to a child?

      Let’s not go there, Lisa. I will not say any harsh words about your father. However, I had my reasons for what I did. Come on now. Lunch is waiting, and I promised to take you and Noreen to the mall this afternoon.

      Lisa’s face brightened, and she rose to follow her mother. Lisa was a slim, gangly girl. She had dark blue eyes and attractive auburn hair. She was never happy with her looks and seemed ill at ease. She was still growing and uncomfortable with it.

      Mom, there was a strange man who walked close to me as I was reading. He tried to talk to me, but I didn’t answer him. He looked weird. Do you know him? I never saw him before. He had a scowl on his face, and I was afraid.

      Kathy didn’t reply for a moment. Then said, I met him too. I asked if he had seen you. He seemed very nice to me. He said that he had noticed you reading. I don’t think you should judge someone so quickly, but you were right to be cautious. He may live on our street. The house that was vacant for months is now occupied. He may be our new neighbor.

      Well, I don’t like him. He was rude and scared me. I hope we don’t ever see him again.

      Kathy thought about what her daughter

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