Broken Vessel
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She was only sixteen, yet she had awoken from a coma to the news that she was pregnant. But how?
Confused, forsaken, lost and broken; was there light at the end of this long, dark tunnel?
Years later, the disappearance of a seven-year-old girl from her home and the long-held secrets behind her disappearance threatens to shatter lives and topple a family dynasty.
At the heart of the story is a fight for redemption.
Stella Jackson
Stella is the founder of Martha and Mary Ministries, a charity established to uplift orphans and widows out of poverty and into education and entrepreneurship. Her passion for the vulnerable and those deserving of justice is evident all through her stories. A former lawyer and press communications specialist, Stella is now retired and enjoys a happy marriage. She is also a proud mother and grandmother.
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Broken Vessel - Stella Jackson
About the Author
Stella is the founder of Martha and Mary Ministries, a charity established to uplift orphans and widows out of poverty and into education and entrepreneurship. Her passion for the vulnerable and those deserving of justice is evident all through her stories. A former lawyer and press communications specialist, Stella is now retired and enjoys a happy marriage. She is also a proud mother and grandmother.
Dedication
This book is dedicated to everyone who has ever been abused: sexually, emotionally, physically, mentally by family, friends or anyone of trust in authority, especially the young, the naive and vulnerable who have been let down by the system and without a voice.
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Stella Jackson 2023
The right of Stella Jackson to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781398460317 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781398460324 (ePub e-book)
www.austinmacauley.com
First Published 2023
Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd®
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E14 5AA
Acknowledgement
I would like to acknowledge my husband and children, grandchildren, family and friends who encouraged and offered their advice from time to time. They have been a great source of support to me.
Part One
Runaway
1
Today was her seventh birthday. It had stopped raining and the sun was shining nice and bright. She could see it through her curtains. She even caught a glimpse of the rainbow that hung beautifully in the sky. It was meant to be a happy day, after all it was her birthday, but instead she just wanted to hide away under her duvet in her tiny little room.
Finally, she came out from beneath the sheets. She felt so sore. Immediately it all came back to her; the picture of that brute lying on top of her during the night.
It had been going on for quite a while now, since the day she turned five to be precise. She had bottled it all up because he had threatened to kill her if she dared say a word to anyone. But apart from being scared she just wasn’t sure if she would be taken seriously. I mean, who would believe the words of a little girl with a vivid imagination?
Last night however was the last straw. She could keep quiet no more. Finally, her mind made up, she decided to confront the situation in her own little way. She just about managed to get to her feet and gingerly walked down the staircase. With each step she prayed that she would not walk into that brute, unworthy to be called father.
In the kitchen, busy as usual, there she was; the woman she called Mother. She looked unkempt, lonely… and sad. She had recently taken to the bottle to drown her sorrows, to escape the reality of an unhappy marriage, but was that just an excuse? Had she not noticed what was going on right under her nose?
Deliberately, she walked round to stand in front of her mother. For some silly reason she thought that her mother would hug her and lovingly ask, What is the matter my darling daughter?
That her mother would finally notice that something was not right. Instead, her mother frowned as she peered at her.
How dumb! Her young mind expected too much. For a split-second she seemed to have forgotten that her mother was a cold woman who lacked the ability to show affection of any kind, especially to her. Mother, please tell me why this is happening to me?
What is happening to you? What exactly is that supposed to mean? Go back to your room now,
her mother barked in her coarse voice.
Leah stood her ground and glared at her mother in open defiance. Leah, I said go to your room.
Leah could see the anger in her mother’s eyes but today she was not backing down. Mother, can you please tell me why this is happening? Why does father keep hurting me and how come you never try to help?
The tears were beginning to swell up in Leah’s eyes.
The woman squealed, her voice totally devoid of compassion and love. Shut up and go back to your room right now. I do not want to hear another word from you.
Leah screamed back at her. I know you are not interested but today is my seventh birthday and all I want to know is why? Why does father keep hurting me? Every night he does it and you say nothing.
Slap! Leah felt her mother’s hard, cold hand hit her full in the face. Shock combined with a rage she had never felt before swept through her. She turned, ran up the stairs, and locked herself in her room. She sat on her bed and stared at the blank walls. Leah was in so much pain but she couldn’t cry.
No happy birthday, no hugs, no kisses, and definitely no ‘I love you’. Somehow all the nice stuff was for Leah’s older siblings, never her. What makes me so different? What did I do wrong?
Leah wondered.
She packed her drawing pad and her colouring pens and pencils into her school bag and waited until everywhere was quiet. Then Leah threw her coat over her pyjamas, slowly unlocked her door, and poked her head out. The coast was clear. She crept down the stairs and opened the front door. She did not look back, she just kept walking.
Leah was familiar with the route to the railway station because they had been there recently to see someone off. When she got there, she sat in the cold waiting room. She was really hungry but there was nothing to eat, and even if there was, she had no money to buy anything.
Her body was wracked with exhaustion. With her head drooped Leah began to cry. She felt something on her shoulder but was too tired to look. She cried and cried and cried until her tears seemed to run dry.
Eventually when Leah looked up, she saw a lady and a child standing beside her. The lady wore the kindest smile Leah had ever seen and surprisingly the little girl looked just like her, but maybe a year or two older.
Hello,
Leah said, as she tried to use the hem of her pyjama top to dry her face.
Hello to you too,
the lady replied. She sat down beside Leah, brought out a tissue and used it to wipe the last of Leah’s tears away. Now then, don’t tell me that you’re here all alone? Where are your parents? It is not safe for a child to be alone in a place like this. It can be very dangerous you know.
Leah looked at her through swollen eyes and a tear-stained face. Today is my seventh birthday but no one cares. No one loves me. No one!
The woman and the little girl wrapped their arms around her and hugged her for what seemed like forever. Deep down inside she felt something pleasantly strange; for the first time in ages Leah felt like someone actually cared.
Now, you cannot stay here on your own. I need to know who your parents are and where you live so I can take you home,
the lady said with a caring smile.
Leah could see the concern in her eyes but there was no way she was going back to that house of misery and pain. The thought alone made her tremble. I do not have any parents,
Leah whispered, looking away. She knew the lady wouldn’t believe her, but right now she would do anything to stay away from her parents.
Okay, you wait here with my daughter and I’ll be back soon.
The lady opened the door and stepped out of the waiting room.
A few minutes later the door creaked open. It was the lady, but she was not alone. She had a policeman with her. Leah flashed her an accusing glance. She should have known that this lady was too nice to be true. Leah felt betrayed.
The lady walked over to Leah, crouched down and took her hand. This is Inspector Gerard,
she said. Leah looked up at him, but didn’t say a word. Officer, I think this sweet little girl may have run away from home, and for some reason does not want to go back.
The inspector sat down beside Leah, smiled and tried to hold her hand. Immediately Leah snatched