A Thousand Roads Home: ‘A weepy but important book’ Cecelia Ahern
A Thousand Roads Home: ‘A weepy but important book’ Cecelia Ahern
Carmel Harrington
‘I read it. I LOVE it! A very VERY special book’ Marian Keyes‘Brave and original’ Liz Nugent‘Belongs in everyone’s hearts’ Hazel GaynorWhere is home? Wherever the people you love are.Single mother, Ruth, and her son, DJ, have never truly fitted in, but that didn’t matter, so long as they were together. When their home comes under threat, their quiet life will change forever.DJ meets Tom, a man who ten years ago walked out of his house and never looked back. Ruth, DJ and Tom have all felt like outsiders. Burdened with grief and insecurities, they are not living their best lives. But together, these three ordinary people will do an extraordinary thing…‘A remarkable, special joyous book that captured my heart’ Alex Brown‘Fearless, brave and so full of heart…Carmel has written her first number one’ Claudia Carroll
Copyright (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)
First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Publishers 2018
Copyright © Carmel Harrington 2018
Cover illustrations © Shutterstock.com (http://Shutterstock.com)
Cover design by Ellie Game © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2018
Carmel Harrington asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.
Source ISBN: 9780008276584
Ebook Edition © October 2018 ISBN: 9780008276591
Version: 2018-08-31
Dedication (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
For Ann Murphy, my person. You’ve been making my life better for nearly thirty years. Thank you.
Epigraph (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground;
there are a thousand ways to go home again.
Rumi
Contents
Cover (#uc6074a8b-d3d9-5649-98ce-c11f784301fa)
Title Page (#u5f1befef-e20d-5eb2-8e8f-cfc7e2925313)
Copyright
Dedication
Epigraph
Prologue
Chapter 1. RUTH
Chapter 2. RUTH
Chapter 3. RUTH
Chapter 4. TOM
Chapter 5. RUTH
Chapter 6. RUTH
Chapter 7. RUTH
Chapter 8. TOM
Chapter 9. RUTH
Chapter 10. RUTH
Chapter 11. RUTH
Chapter 12. TOM
Chapter 13. TOM
Chapter 14. RUTH
Chapter 15. RUTH
Chapter 16. TOM
Chapter 17. TOM
Chapter 18. TOM
Chapter 19. RUTH
Chapter 20. TOM
Chapter 21. RUTH
Chapter 22. TOM
Chapter 23. RUTH
Chapter 24. RUTH
Chapter 25. TOM
Chapter 26. TOM
Chapter 27. RUTH
Chapter 28. TOM
Chapter 29. TOM
Chapter 30. RUTH
Chapter 31. TOM
Chapter 32. RUTH
Chapter 33. RUTH
Chapter 34. RUTH
Chapter 35. RUTH
Chapter 36. RUTH
Chapter 37. TOM
Chapter 38. TOM
Chapter 39. RUTH
Chapter 40. TOM
Chapter 41. TOM
Chapter 42. RUTH
Chapter 43. TOM
Chapter 44. RUTH
Chapter 45. TOM
Chapter 46. TOM
Chapter 47. TOM
Chapter 48. RUTH
Chapter 49. RUTH
Chapter 50. TOM
Chapter 51
Chapter 52. TOM
Chapter 53. TOM
Chapter 54. TOM
Chapter 55. TOM
Chapter 56. TOM
Chapter 57. TOM
Chapter 58. RUTH
Epilogue
A Note from the Author
Book Club Questions
If you loved A Thousand Roads Home, then why not dip into some other books by Carmel Harrington … (#u4183e1f4-e6ca-537c-a959-fabe78ee3b7b)
About the Author
Also by Carmel Harrington
About the Publisher
PROLOGUE (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
Then
Ruth fastened the seat belt around her newborn son’s car seat. She tugged it twice to double-check it was secure. Little DJ puckered his lips and smiled as he chased his dreams, the way babies do.
She switched the engine on and drove away from the only world she knew. But she was not sorry. It was just her and her son now. Whilst there was fear, there was excitement, too. It was time for a new beginning. She looked in the rear-view mirror to ensure her sleeping son was as he should be. She would do this many times until they arrived at their new flat in Dublin.
Ruth Wilde had always been a person with obsessions: Odd Thomas, who was both her imaginary best friend and the main character from her favourite book written by Dean Koontz (she would soon finish this book for the hundred and fourth time); Westlife, her number-one favourite band, whose song ‘Flying without Wings’ helped her drown out the white noise and anxiety whenever it threatened to overcome her; mashed potatoes, white sliced loaf, bananas, ice cream – in fact any food that was white in colour; counting steps, always even.
Yes, Ruth Wilde did obsessions very well.
And now she had a new one. The most important one of all.
Her son.
She would be a good mother. She would fight for DJ when he could not fight for himself. She would keep him safe from the dangers that lurked in the dark shadows. She would make him laugh at least once a day. And she would love him as she had never been loved herself.
Yes, it was time. Ruth was ready to leave Wexford to make a new home for her family.
‘Just the two of us against the world, DJ,’ she whispered. She hit play on her CD player, letting Shane from Westlife’s voice fill the car. The words from, ‘Flying Without Wings’ had never felt more apt. For as long as Ruth had thought, she too had been looking for that something. Something to make her complete. She glanced at DJ again in the rear-view mirror and felt joyful satisfaction bubble its way up inside her.
If she had not chosen that exact second to do this, she might have noticed instead the man she’d just passed, walking with a rucksack on his back. And she might have stopped.
Tom did not notice the red car pass by him either, as he walked along the Estuary Road towards the N11. His head was full of the warnings his friend Ben had made earlier. They nipped and taunted him, whirling around in his brain, tangling everything up, until he could no longer make sense of anything.
‘If you don’t find something to light up the darkness, Tom, you’ll get lost in the shadows.’
But what if that was what he wanted? Tom didn’t believe he would ever feel peace again. He was bone tired from weeks of sleepless nights. Despite this, he kept on walking, putting one foot in front of the other. His pace was steady and a few hours later he arrived in the town of Enniscorthy. Tom’s feet were beginning to protest about the long walk. A throb in his right little toe and left heel set up residence. He welcomed the pain.
He walked over the Seamus Rafter Bridge, leaving the banks of the River Slaney behind him. He glanced at Enniscorthy Castle on his right then made his way towards Main Street.
It was late, the last of the daylight now swallowed up by the night. He didn’t plan to end up here, but somehow he’d found himself in the grounds of St Aidan’s Cathedral. He walked to a small clearing in the shadow of the big church and sat down, his back against the cold stone wall.
For in that sleep of death what dreams will come. That’s what Shakespeare had written. Tom hoped he was right. Because if so, Cathy was living the life they had dreamed they would have. The life that had been cruelly snatched from them. Wouldn’t that be something?
Close your eyes.
– Cathy?
Yes, my love.
– Are you here?
Remember what I told you. If you close your eyes, the dreams will come.
– I don’t know how.
Yes, you do. We’re waiting for you, Tom. Come home to us.
Tom didn’t make a conscious decision to sleep outdoors. The night just crept up on him. To his surprise, on the hard, concrete ground with the cold brick of the Cathedral to his back, he finally found a different kind of peace and the sleep that had eluded him for weeks.
And in that sleep the dreams did come.
Cathy stood a few feet away from him, carrying Mikey. He ran towards them and pulled them both into his arms.
Daddy’s home. I’ll never leave you again.
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Carmel Harrington
‘I read it. I LOVE it! A very VERY special book’ Marian Keyes‘Brave and original’ Liz Nugent‘Belongs in everyone’s hearts’ Hazel GaynorWhere is home? Wherever the people you love are.Single mother, Ruth, and her son, DJ, have never truly fitted in, but that didn’t matter, so long as they were together. When their home comes under threat, their quiet life will change forever.DJ meets Tom, a man who ten years ago walked out of his house and never looked back. Ruth, DJ and Tom have all felt like outsiders. Burdened with grief and insecurities, they are not living their best lives. But together, these three ordinary people will do an extraordinary thing…‘A remarkable, special joyous book that captured my heart’ Alex Brown‘Fearless, brave and so full of heart…Carmel has written her first number one’ Claudia Carroll
Copyright (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)
First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Publishers 2018
Copyright © Carmel Harrington 2018
Cover illustrations © Shutterstock.com (http://Shutterstock.com)
Cover design by Ellie Game © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2018
Carmel Harrington asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins.
Source ISBN: 9780008276584
Ebook Edition © October 2018 ISBN: 9780008276591
Version: 2018-08-31
Dedication (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
For Ann Murphy, my person. You’ve been making my life better for nearly thirty years. Thank you.
Epigraph (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground;
there are a thousand ways to go home again.
Rumi
Contents
Cover (#uc6074a8b-d3d9-5649-98ce-c11f784301fa)
Title Page (#u5f1befef-e20d-5eb2-8e8f-cfc7e2925313)
Copyright
Dedication
Epigraph
Prologue
Chapter 1. RUTH
Chapter 2. RUTH
Chapter 3. RUTH
Chapter 4. TOM
Chapter 5. RUTH
Chapter 6. RUTH
Chapter 7. RUTH
Chapter 8. TOM
Chapter 9. RUTH
Chapter 10. RUTH
Chapter 11. RUTH
Chapter 12. TOM
Chapter 13. TOM
Chapter 14. RUTH
Chapter 15. RUTH
Chapter 16. TOM
Chapter 17. TOM
Chapter 18. TOM
Chapter 19. RUTH
Chapter 20. TOM
Chapter 21. RUTH
Chapter 22. TOM
Chapter 23. RUTH
Chapter 24. RUTH
Chapter 25. TOM
Chapter 26. TOM
Chapter 27. RUTH
Chapter 28. TOM
Chapter 29. TOM
Chapter 30. RUTH
Chapter 31. TOM
Chapter 32. RUTH
Chapter 33. RUTH
Chapter 34. RUTH
Chapter 35. RUTH
Chapter 36. RUTH
Chapter 37. TOM
Chapter 38. TOM
Chapter 39. RUTH
Chapter 40. TOM
Chapter 41. TOM
Chapter 42. RUTH
Chapter 43. TOM
Chapter 44. RUTH
Chapter 45. TOM
Chapter 46. TOM
Chapter 47. TOM
Chapter 48. RUTH
Chapter 49. RUTH
Chapter 50. TOM
Chapter 51
Chapter 52. TOM
Chapter 53. TOM
Chapter 54. TOM
Chapter 55. TOM
Chapter 56. TOM
Chapter 57. TOM
Chapter 58. RUTH
Epilogue
A Note from the Author
Book Club Questions
If you loved A Thousand Roads Home, then why not dip into some other books by Carmel Harrington … (#u4183e1f4-e6ca-537c-a959-fabe78ee3b7b)
About the Author
Also by Carmel Harrington
About the Publisher
PROLOGUE (#u8c35ca68-caf3-5030-8e4f-dbc4fd2645ad)
Then
Ruth fastened the seat belt around her newborn son’s car seat. She tugged it twice to double-check it was secure. Little DJ puckered his lips and smiled as he chased his dreams, the way babies do.
She switched the engine on and drove away from the only world she knew. But she was not sorry. It was just her and her son now. Whilst there was fear, there was excitement, too. It was time for a new beginning. She looked in the rear-view mirror to ensure her sleeping son was as he should be. She would do this many times until they arrived at their new flat in Dublin.
Ruth Wilde had always been a person with obsessions: Odd Thomas, who was both her imaginary best friend and the main character from her favourite book written by Dean Koontz (she would soon finish this book for the hundred and fourth time); Westlife, her number-one favourite band, whose song ‘Flying without Wings’ helped her drown out the white noise and anxiety whenever it threatened to overcome her; mashed potatoes, white sliced loaf, bananas, ice cream – in fact any food that was white in colour; counting steps, always even.
Yes, Ruth Wilde did obsessions very well.
And now she had a new one. The most important one of all.
Her son.
She would be a good mother. She would fight for DJ when he could not fight for himself. She would keep him safe from the dangers that lurked in the dark shadows. She would make him laugh at least once a day. And she would love him as she had never been loved herself.
Yes, it was time. Ruth was ready to leave Wexford to make a new home for her family.
‘Just the two of us against the world, DJ,’ she whispered. She hit play on her CD player, letting Shane from Westlife’s voice fill the car. The words from, ‘Flying Without Wings’ had never felt more apt. For as long as Ruth had thought, she too had been looking for that something. Something to make her complete. She glanced at DJ again in the rear-view mirror and felt joyful satisfaction bubble its way up inside her.
If she had not chosen that exact second to do this, she might have noticed instead the man she’d just passed, walking with a rucksack on his back. And she might have stopped.
Tom did not notice the red car pass by him either, as he walked along the Estuary Road towards the N11. His head was full of the warnings his friend Ben had made earlier. They nipped and taunted him, whirling around in his brain, tangling everything up, until he could no longer make sense of anything.
‘If you don’t find something to light up the darkness, Tom, you’ll get lost in the shadows.’
But what if that was what he wanted? Tom didn’t believe he would ever feel peace again. He was bone tired from weeks of sleepless nights. Despite this, he kept on walking, putting one foot in front of the other. His pace was steady and a few hours later he arrived in the town of Enniscorthy. Tom’s feet were beginning to protest about the long walk. A throb in his right little toe and left heel set up residence. He welcomed the pain.
He walked over the Seamus Rafter Bridge, leaving the banks of the River Slaney behind him. He glanced at Enniscorthy Castle on his right then made his way towards Main Street.
It was late, the last of the daylight now swallowed up by the night. He didn’t plan to end up here, but somehow he’d found himself in the grounds of St Aidan’s Cathedral. He walked to a small clearing in the shadow of the big church and sat down, his back against the cold stone wall.
For in that sleep of death what dreams will come. That’s what Shakespeare had written. Tom hoped he was right. Because if so, Cathy was living the life they had dreamed they would have. The life that had been cruelly snatched from them. Wouldn’t that be something?
Close your eyes.
– Cathy?
Yes, my love.
– Are you here?
Remember what I told you. If you close your eyes, the dreams will come.
– I don’t know how.
Yes, you do. We’re waiting for you, Tom. Come home to us.
Tom didn’t make a conscious decision to sleep outdoors. The night just crept up on him. To his surprise, on the hard, concrete ground with the cold brick of the Cathedral to his back, he finally found a different kind of peace and the sleep that had eluded him for weeks.
And in that sleep the dreams did come.
Cathy stood a few feet away from him, carrying Mikey. He ran towards them and pulled them both into his arms.
Daddy’s home. I’ll never leave you again.
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Carmel Harrington
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О книге: ‘I read it. I LOVE it! A very VERY special book’ Marian Keyes‘Brave and original’ Liz Nugent‘Belongs in everyone’s hearts’ Hazel GaynorWhere is home? Wherever the people you love are.Single mother, Ruth, and her son, DJ, have never truly fitted in, but that didn’t matter, so long as they were together. When their home comes under threat, their quiet life will change forever.DJ meets Tom, a man who ten years ago walked out of his house and never looked back. Ruth, DJ and Tom have all felt like outsiders. Burdened with grief and insecurities, they are not living their best lives. But together, these three ordinary people will do an extraordinary thing…‘A remarkable, special joyous book that captured my heart’ Alex Brown‘Fearless, brave and so full of heart…Carmel has written her first number one’ Claudia Carroll