Book Excerpt
"Left leg," one of the nurses said flatly. "Over there."
They placed Alec's stretcher onto the wooden floor of the tent. It really hurt when they lifted him onto the
bed, and then Alec was on his back on a canvas bed.
"Hello there soldier," a nurse with a clipboard said. "What's your name?"
"Alexander Morey, Alec."
"Rank, number and unit?"
"Gunner, 27606, twelfth field artillery battalion."
"Don't you worry Alec; we'll look after you as soon as we
can."
"Thank you nurse."
Alec waited in the midst dull groans of pain, and although his leg
hurt he wasn't as bad as some of the men there.
The doctor dealt with the infantryman just arrived, and Alec knew that
poor man was in a bad way. Alec looked
away and then he sensed someone nearby and looked up at the doctor.
"Hello Alec; I'm Dr Louis Middleton and we'll see what we can
do for you." The doctor touched
Alec's leg and then unwound the bandage.
Alec watched him peel the material back while frowning. He looked at Alec. "I'm sorry but we'll have to
amputate."
Alec's heart jumped.
"Amputate!" he exclaimed.
"Is there any other way?"
"I'm afraid not; your bone's been broken in many places and
there's a lot of shrapnel."
"I'm a cricketer...."
"I'm sorry but with shrapnel you'll get infected by dirt from
the explosion. You wait here and we'll
come for you when we're ready."
Alec lay alone on his bed. Surely they didn't have to cut his leg off;
surely there was a better way? He
never expected to get hurt let alone loose his leg. He was going to be cut-up and destroyed and
not be a man anymore. Bloody war; he never should have enlisted;
white feathers or not! Alec watched
the doctor bending over another bed and telling another soldier more
devastating news. Alec waited, cursing
the war, until the nurse came to him.
"I have to inject you now," she said, before unbuttoning
Alec's tunic to expose his arm. The
injection didn't hurt compared to the dull pain of his leg, and a few moments
later Alec felt strangely blissful and peaceful. Two uniformed stretcher bearers came to his
bed.
"G'day mate; it's time for your operation."
Alec was lifted onto a tall, wheeled stretcher, had a blanket draped
over and taken to another tent smelling of chloroform. The operating tent. There a doctor in a white coat splattered
with blood waited beside a stainless steel table. A second doctor was at the end, and a nurse
was opposite with a stainless steel trolley full of instruments. Alec was lifted onto the stainless steel
table and the doctor at the end placed a gauze mask over Alec's face. The mask was sickly sweet and Alec felt very,
very tired. Despite all that was
happening to him he drifted away.
About the Book
Author: Mark Morey
Genre: Historical Fiction
In 1917, the mud of Flanders soaked up
the blood of a quarter of a million men. If the war continued like that,
the Allies would lose. One battle turned that around and was the
beginning of a hundred days of advances to victory. This is a story
about how that was done.
Two Australian soldiers experience the
last two years of the Great War. Martin Ward is a lieutenant working
alongside Major-General John Monash, and he sees the transition from
slaughter at Passchendaele to breaching the Hindenburg Line. Alec Morey
is a gunner severely injured in Flanders, and he returns to Australia to
watch on in amazement as the Australian Imperial Force plays the major
role in victory.
This is a fictional account of a story
not well known; using real events, fictional characters and real-life
characters to tell the tale of how the Great War was won.
Author Bio
I am part-time in the workforce and a
part-time author, and writing technical documentation and advertising
material formed a large part of my career for many decades. Writing a
novel didn’t cross my mind until relatively recently, where the
combination of too many years writing dry, technical documents and a
visit to the local library where I couldn’t find a book that interested
me led me consider a new pastime. Write a book. That book may never be
published, but I felt my follow-up cross-cultural crime with
romance hybrid set in Russia had more potential. So much so that I wrote
a sequel that took those characters on a journey to a very dark place.
Once those books were published by Club
Lighthouse and garnered good reviews I wrote in a very different place
and time. My two novels set in Victorian Britain were published by Wings
ePress in July and August of 2014. These have been followed by my story
set against the background of Australia’s involvement on the Western
Front. Australia’s contribution to the battles on the Western Front and
to ultimate victory was well out of proportion to the size of the nation
and the size of their force. Once you read this story you will
appreciate the great things that our nation achieved.
Links
Mark Morey: http://markmorey.blogspot.com.au/
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/572207
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/One-Hundred-Days-Mark-Morey-ebook/dp/B014GNCLZS/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1442618757&sr=1-1
Createspace estore: https://www.createspace.com/5727185
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