#Guest Katherine Hayton and her new release Found, Near Water @kathay1973

Katherine Hayton is a 41 year old woman who works in insurance, doesn't have children or pets, can't drive, has lived in Christchurch her entire life, and currently resides two minutes’ walk from where she was born. For some reason she's developed a rich fantasy life. Enjoy. 

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Lessons I learned from my heroine:

Well, Christine had a few things to teach me along the way, but I think the biggest lesson that I learned was that you shouldn’t stick with the way things are just because that seems to be the easiest. That woman put up with a lot of nonsense just because she couldn’t exert the time or energy that a change requires.

It may be difficult to leave your husband, or force him to get the help he needs, but that’s no reason to keep letting things slide until they get so far out of control that you can no longer control the trajectory at all.

Your role may be determined by what you’ve chosen to spend your life doing, what you’ve chosen to spend your time educating yourself about, but that’s no reason not to take up sky-diving as a job instead. 

Don’t let yourself and the people around you that you love stagnate. Don’t refuse to make decisions just because it’s hard to make a choice – not making a decision is in and of itself a decision, and chances are against it being the right one.

You may be able to keep secrets from some of the people some of the time, but you shouldn’t hide things from yourself and you shouldn’t keep secrets from the people that you’ve chosen to hitch your life up to. Let yourself have at least one person that you’re completely honest with about everything, otherwise you negate your own life by living it behind closed doors. That’s not a life; that’s a hidey-hole. If you’re ashamed of yourself and your actions then tell someone and let them help you hold yourself accountable, for past actions and for future actions. How else do you learn to change to be a better person?

I think Christine not only taught me these lessons, but she’s learned them herself the hard way. If we see her again in future she’ll be better, stronger, more productive and all that good stuff.

I hope I will be too.

Blurb:

Rena Sutherland wakes from a coma into a mother’s nightmare. Her daughter’s is missing – lost for four days – but no one has noticed; no one has complained; no one has been searching.

 

 As the victim support officer assigned to her case, Christine Emmett puts aside her own problems as she tries to guide Rena through the maelstrom of her daughter’s disappearance.

 A task made harder by an ex-husband desperate for control; a paedophile on early-release in the community; and a psychic who knows more than seems possible.

 And intertwined throughout, the stories of six women; six daughters lost.

  
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‘How’s your week been?’ Kendra asked as she leant back against the counter.

‘Nothing much happening. I seem to recall getting a good night’s sleep over a week ago, and that’s about it.’

‘Any new clients?’

I shrugged. There’d been some, but no one needing more than a few hours support so below the unspoken criteria.

There was a snort from the doorway as Terry made her way into the room. ‘Clients, huh? Thought they were victims?’

‘Not very PC love.’

‘Whatever. You’ll never guess what I found out today.’

I looked at her closely. The tone of her voice was off from the usual. Cynicism was her chief reaction to life, but now she had a measure of excitement. Excitement tinged with something else that I couldn’t put my finger on. Terry’s usually dull complexion was flushed with red as though she’d been sitting in front of a heater for too long.

‘What’s that?’

‘They’ve released him.’

Kendra dropped a teaspoon into the sink, swore, and flinched against the noise. ‘Released who?’ she asked idly as she fished down into the disposal unit to try to retrieve her cutlery.

I stared at her as reality dawned.

Kendra was still fiddling about at the sink. ‘Released who?’ she repeated, and then turned around as the silence lengthened.

‘Oh hell.’

Terry nodded.

‘But it’s only been six years, hasn’t it?’

Terry nodded. Her colour may have been high already, but she still managed to grow more flushed by the second.

‘Six years, five months and twenty three days,’ she whispered.

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