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There is a certain, seemingly unchangeable line of destiny for each one of us. But is it really so?

There are people who believe that our life can be changed because it is like a strip of sand, which remains after the tide at the seashore, yet is different every time. These two people - a couple - are among those people, who can still love and have their dreams. Gazing at the profound essence of the world’s earthly, human time as well as the one of eternity within them: the heart one.

A criss-cross of interweaving roads leads them far away, but only a single one can bring them back home. But can they find home and the warmth of family, or has it already turned into an unfamiliar place of lost feelings?

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

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WANDERING FEELINGS

BOYKO OVCHAROV

CONTENTS

Prologue

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

Epilogue

About the Author

Copyright (C) 2013 Boyko Ovcharov

Layout design and Copyright (C) 2020 by Next Chapter

Published 2020 by Next Chapter

Cover art by CoverMint

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

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 the author’s permission.

To my dearest, my late mum Bojourka and my only love Marieta, whom I admire the most altogether

PROLOGUE

There is a certain line of destiny for each one of us, which seems as if no one and nothing could ever change. Is that really so, however? Perhaps, some people would disagree.

These are the people that will always believe that it may be changed because it is like a strip of sand, which remains after the tide at the seashore and is different every time.

Part of those people is this couple – two young companions, who can still love and have their dreams. They are gazing at the profound essence of the world’s earthly, human time as well as the one of eternity within them, the heart one.

A criss-cross of interweaving roads leads them far away but only a single one brings them back home.

Quite often it turns out that it is in fact the longest, really arduous and sometimes the loneliest one. When taking a look at signs in life, we can see the recollections of anguish or short-lived happiness and bliss.

Nevertheless, they will always be seeking their home or perhaps the family warmth the way they remember it, that is, their hearth.

In the course of time, they will realise that it is no longer there, but has turned into an unfamiliar place of lost feelings.

CHAPTERONE

‘We’ve arrived. Is anyone going to welcome us here?’ she asked.

‘I don’t know. The more important thing is that we don’t have anywhere to stay,’ he replied pensively.

Now they were increasingly starting to realize the rueful truth that they had already had no home of their own.

He seemed reluctant to go back. There, the bright smile of his mother had been left behind; the smile which he would always be missing desperately. But there also remained the shadows of his father and sister, who had long forgotten him – as though he had meant nothing to them. They were so busy with ‘important stuff’ like caring about themselves and their property. What use would they make of some love of their relatives, of kindness – such vain things according to them? Why should they be bothered with his loneliness? That did not concern them at all. The only good thing was that he was far away.