دانلود رمان انگلیسی “همیشه شاد در خلیج سامفیر”

‘Thank you so much, Doctor O’Hara,’ said the frail, old lady, fractured arm in a sling. Tara smiled and nodded. ‘Take care, Doris, and remember, no going out without assistance – at least for the next few weeks.’ Sighing with relief that she’d finally finished her shift, Tara made her way off the ward. On the drive home, Tara’s mood was reflective. Everything was getting harder. Life was getting harder. First, it was the general stress and pressure of her job – being a doctor on an A&E ward was certainly taking its toll. Home life wasn’t much of an improvement; being in her mid-thirties and single wasn’t a comforting prospect. Richard, her now ex-husband, had cleared off with his dental assistant Melissa, leaving her to tackle raising their fourteen-year-old son, Calum, with the usual grief teenagers bring their parents. It cut deep that Richard, although seven years her senior and in his early forties, had left her for a much younger woman in her midtwenties. Often, Tara would picture Richard and Melissa tucked up nicely in their new detached, state-of-the-art house, raking in a fortune from his dental practice, whilst she was left abandoned after fourteen years of marriage to cope with working full time and bringing up Calum. It didn’t help that their son seemed to blame her for the split either. The look of contempt he often threw her way was getting tiring now, as was the constant comparison to Melissa, his younger stepmother. ‘Mel’s a good laugh,’ he’d gloat. ‘She’s got time for me, really listens,’ he’d chide.