The Angel of Tobruk

By Reece Pocock

The Angel of Tobruk

Wounded at Tobruk in 1941 Jeff Douglas is nursed by Stephanie Davies, an English nurse whom he thought was an Angel.
Later in Tel Aviv, they meet again and fall in love and spend many idyllic days and nights together. But the war draws Jeff to El Alamein where he is wounded yet again.
Their romance continues, and again their happiness knows no bounds until Jeff must return to Australia.
He reads her letters until she informs him she has married someone else. Jeff is devastated.
But all is not lost for Jeff when Stephanie’s husband dies in the war.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Reece Pocock
• Release date: Sep 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005128555

Reece Pocock

#Reece Pocock is a prize-winning author who writes predominantly novels, as well as short stories, screenplays, stage-plays and articles. After studying, he was awarded an Advanced Diploma of Arts (professional writing) in 2004.His fiction includes Murder on Display, The Politics of Murder, (both novels were longlisted in the Ned Kelly Award) as well as The Hooded Assassin, Evil in the City, Love and War, Refugee.Children's stories, Melissa Lane Girl Detective, and Sarah loves Ice Cream.Non-fiction — How to Achieve High Self-esteem.Reece won the City of Burnside crime short story contest, with The Girl in the Red Beret. His screenplay, The Soldiers, was highly commended in the Di Cranston award. His Play, ‘Awake to Murder’ won first prize and was read by Wildscreen in the USA.Reece is primarily a crime writer (although he has written other genres) and concentrates on the exploits of Detective Sergeant Dan Brennan and his partner Mac McLean, ex-SAS soldiers who joined the Police Force.After Army service, Reece enjoyed a business career in sales and management.He works as a finance broker and lives at Hope Valley South Australia with his wife, Marilyn.

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The Angel of Tobruk

The Angel of Tobruk

Ebony Publishing

ABN: 81 291 091 557

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Chapter One

Military Hospital, Cairo Egypt - 1941

After he was wounded, the first thing Private Jeff Douglas remembered was hearing a groan. His mind felt as if it was trudging through a fog, and realised the noises were coming from him. Between the cries, there was a voice, a beautiful voice, it sounded angelic; soft and melodic. ‘Jeff, Jeff, are you waking up?’ The fog cleared enough for him to see an angel with a concerned look on her face. He must be in Heaven.

‘Jeff, Jeff, wake up. The operation went well.’ She sounded English and wore a hat partly covering her red hair. He didn’t know red-headed angels wore hats. He thought they all had blonde hair.

She smiled, ‘I’m nurse Davies call me Stephanie. The orderlies will be here shortly to take you back to the ward.’ Jeff opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came. He was scared and hoped she would protect him and pleaded with his eyes for her to stay, she hesitated and took his hand, ‘It’s all right. You will recover.’

He held on tightly. Slowly Stephanie eased out of his grip and left.

Chapter Two

He woke from a dream. His beautiful angel asked God to spare him. If she was going to care for him, where was she? He desperately wanted to see her again. Perhaps God sent angels to be nurses, and then they disappeared back to Heaven. He hoped she was still here.

A large overhead fan moved air spreading heat more than cooling any of the patients and staff. He was in a ward with about twenty patients. Nurses were moving around