The Rains Are Coming: A Journey to Freedom

By Nyree J Carroll

An inspirational short story about how one family overcame the odds to end up living the life of their dreams. Through their own personal struggles and trials, they implement strategies to overcome these. They used the principles of the law of attraction to create their dream life; a testament to the fact that anyone can do the same.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Feb 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524520755

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THE

Rains

ARE COMING

A JOURNEY TO FREEDOM

Copyright © 2017 by Nyree J Carroll. 748222

Library of Congress Control Number: 2016921160

ISBN:   Softcover   978-1-5245-2076-2

   Hardcover   978-1-5245-2077-9

   EBook      978-1-5245-2075-5

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Rev. date: 02/22/2017

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

CHAPTER 1

Everything stank!!! All areas of their lives were yelling out CHANGE ME!! A police siren went past adding to the already noisy, crowded and crime filled neighbourhood. Stray dogs barked and roamed the streets fighting with each other over scraps of food left in the gutter. The tomcats would come out of the drains yowling throughout the night in search of a mate. A gang of street kids hung out in the alleyway, waiting for the next person to mug or an unsuspecting new car to steal, take for a joy ride or sell for parts. The police did frequent patrols of the neighbourhood but could do little to impact on the crime level.

Houses and unit blocks lined the streets with iron bars on the windows and reinforced doors. Chairs and tables that could have been stolen had been bolted down to the concrete by the owners. At night the shops hid behind surveillance cameras and iron security gates. The local hospital emergency department overflowed with assault victims and drug overdose cases.

Horns beeped and drivers hurled insults at each other from their car windows. Kids whinged and cried from flea bites as their flustered parents hurried them off to streets into waiting cars.

This was no way for Marg and the kids to live, Vince thought guiltily to himself. But what could they do? At the moment he had no answers. They couldn’t afford to live in a better suburb and there were shortages of rental properties everywhere. He checked the letterbox and groaned as he looked down at the letter in his hand. Yet another bill.

Vince Brown trudged up the long staircase to the front door after a long, tedious day working at the rural supplies factory, where he worked as handy-man and forklift driver, also doing the ordering of more stock when needed. He opened the thick, heavy door to the dark and dinghy rented apartment where the stained and mouldy carpet overwhelmed him. In their bedroom the old sheet that they were using as a curtain was torn. Vince Brown and his wife Marg slept on a mattress on the