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And This Is My Adopted Daughter Marie Berger

And This Is My Adopted Daughter

Marie Berger

Published January 1st 2007
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Description This emotional, turbulent and poignant book tells the story of Marie Bergers discovery that she was adopted. Marie only discovered this fact as the result of a playground argument. The book describes Maries childhood and chronicles howMoreDescription This emotional, turbulent and poignant book tells the story of Marie Bergers discovery that she was adopted. Marie only discovered this fact as the result of a playground argument. The book describes Maries childhood and chronicles how she felt in finding that she was adopted, how she searched for and eventually found her natural mother - and how there was no fairytale ending. This is an intensely moving and excellently written book.About the AuthorMarie Berger was born in May 1945 in Reading, Berkshire. She trained to become a teacher and is also a qualified masseuse. She is now an author by profession and lives with her husband and her children in Lincoln. She is fond of travelling, foreign languages, pastel drawing and of course her writing.Book ExtractOn the doormat is a letter. I pick it up. I dont recognise the handwriting. Its postmarked New York, United States of America.I only know of one person who lives there. And it couldnt possibly be from her.could it?Feverishly I tear open the envelope, unfold the notepaper.My minds in a whirl. Its impossible to take in the words. They swim across my line of vision. The bits I manage to read here and there dont make sense.I dont know how long Ive been standing here mesmerised. My minds blank. The neat script is dancing before my eyes.This cant be happening. It must be a dream.I blink rapidly, shake my head, and try to focus on reality. But theres no way I can get a grip on myself standing like a zombie here in the hallway. I must get out.I put on my coat, wander bewildered into the first caf I come to. I sit in a corner, order a coffee, sip the hot liquid. I cantstop shivering.I hold my breath, force myself to start at the beginning, concentrate on each word. I begin to read.