A Woman of Torment and Sorrow
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This book is quite unique. The reason that it is so is because it is written by her incarnation into the next life, about the previous one. So prove me a liar about reincarnation, by refuting the reality of this book. I must call it fiction, because, I used the information I know as a skeleton, and created a story around it. It is a story of betrayal, revenge, steamy lovemaking, hope, and tragedy. It follows her up to the (SW) spirit world to show what occurs when she commits suicide, and ascends, until I returned.

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Date de parution 12 décembre 2022
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EAN13 9781669845997
Langue English

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A WOMAN OF TORMENT AND SORROW
 
 
 
 
 
J. Phillips Crute
 
Copyright © 2022 by J. Phillips Crute.
 
Library of Congress Control Number:
2022916524
ISBN:
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978-1-6698-4598-0

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978-1-6698-4599-7

 
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 permission in writing from the copyright owner.
 
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
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Rev. date: 12/12/2022
 
 
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1Elizabeth Margaret Reilly Arrives
Chapter 2Growing Pains
Chapter 3My Tarnished Prince Charming
Chapter 4Investigation to Nowhere
Chapter 5Jono Vs Sherm, I Start At U of B
Chapter 6End of Freshman Year, Goodbye Sam
Chapter 7Betts Arriving & A Duesenberg Model J
Chapter 8William “Larry” Lawrence
Chapter 9Jono Sommars at the Thanksgiving Gala
Chapter 10I Larry And I Tie the Knot
Chapter 11Back to School
Chapter 12Mr. & Mrs. William “Larry” Lawrence
Chapter 13Our New Home
Chapter 14The 4th of July Gala
Chapter 15Golf & A Bundle of Joy
Chapter 16A Contrite Larry
Chapter 17Marie Anne Arrives & Jono
Chapter 18Jono, Lingpo & Harry
Chapter 19Betts Comes Home
Chapter 20Betts, Stoningham & Golf
Chapter 21Jono In Burton’s Crossing
Chapter 22Tommy Strikes Back And Goes On The Lam
Chapter 23A Feeling of Impending Doom
Chapter 24Tommy, Lingpo, The Tong, & Jono
Chapter 25Aftermath, Bad Girl Mode
Chapter 26Those Dirty Little Secrets, Revealed
Chapter 27Nightmares & A New Car
Chapter 28Larry & Mitzy, Two Ships in the Night
Chapter 29Betts, Tony & I In New York.
Chapter 30Danny Nmn Murphy Enters My Life
Chapter 31Consummated
Chapter 32Us Living In Between Duty Days.
Chapter 33Danny Steaming Along & Into Harm’s Way
Chapter 34In The Cross Hairs, Impending Doom
Chapter 35Aftermath of A Disaster.
Chapter 36The Truth Will Tell
Chapter 37Reeducation Is Painful
Chapter 38Final Preparations
Epilogue
CHAPTER I Elizabeth Margaret Reilly Arrives
I was born on May 5, 1911 in Bridgeport, Connecticut. The first part of my childhood was normal. I had a loving mother Mary and father John, who gave me a good home. My father was an architect, who owned his own thriving business in Manhattan. My mother, the former Mary Flaherty of Boston, was a heiress of sorts. Her father Maynard was a blueblood, who was one of the most powerful men in Boston. Her mother, the former Rosland Carrington, had her own fortune, whose father was the former mayor of Boston and a financial wizard owning his own bank.
John Reilly met Mary at Hallock Landing Beach in Rocky Point on Long Island, one summer day in 1909. Maybe there is not such a thing as love at first sight, however, in this case, when their eyes met, they were attracted to one another. The remainder of the day, they talked about many many things, and found they’d many interests in common.
John was visiting his childhood friend Danny Annello, whose family owned a summer bungalow near the beach, but lived in Brooklyn the remainder of the year. Mary’s family owned a large white victorian home, located on a bluff overlooking the beach, where they stayed during the summer months, while Maynard commuted to Boston as required for his business dealings.
If Mary’s mother had known what was occurring, she would have packed up her daughter and whisked her back to Boston, but she didn’t. As the summer continued, John and Mary were an item, never apart, as love blossomed. John recently graduated from “UCONN” The University of Connecticut, as an architect.
Mary was to begin her senior year at Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, New York, the following fall. The final weekend of the summer, Mary finally told her mother and father about John. Her mother was curious about this young man, so she told Mary to invite him to dinner Saturday evening.
When John arrived she introduced him to her mother who was distressed by the loving way they looked at each other, seeing that this was more than just a budding romance. Her mother took an instant dislike to this young man after she discovered he’d no fortune, and his father was a bus driver. She must admit he had a good education, but felt there was no substitute for good breeding.
As the evening progressed it was very obvious that Rosland despised John. Her father was indifferent to him, mainly ignoring him. Her mother made up her mind to squash this romance before it gained traction. If she knew how far it had already progressed she would have ensured they were separated, but as it was they weren’t supposed to return to Boston until Monday. So John and Mary spent Sunday together, in the woods above the beach making out. It was quite heated, but never progressed to making love, managing to cement their relationship, of which both agreed to stay together no matter what her mother thought or did. After all she was twenty, and a grown woman. So she gave him her home address so he could write her, and he did likewise, ℅ the Annello home.
John was to begin working at Long & Marrow, a large architectural firm in Manhattan the following Tuesday. There was a spare room in the Annello apartment, where John was invited to stay, until he got on his feet financially. Danny’s parents Rosa and Alphonse were like his second parents.
John’s father Harry gave John his four year old black Ford Model T, when he bought a new car, at the beginning of the summer. John received a scholarship to attend UCONN, or he would have never been able to afford it, his father having no extra money to send him.
He wrote to Mary almost everyday, and couldn’t understand when he received no reply. Little did they know that her mother was intercepting his letters, when they arrived. She’d told her mother to forward John’s letters to her, which her mother never intended to do, lying to her daughter, telling her she would do as she asked.
She was hurt that John had forgotten her so easily. All sorts of thoughts coursed through her mind, seeing him with the sophisticated Manhattan women she imagined he would be with. He continued to write very often. He suspected her mother had something to do with him receiving no reply, but had no proof.
After two months without any word he decided to confront her in person. He drove the eighty miles to Poughkeepsie on a Friday afternoon, having taken a half day off work, telling his boss he must take care of a personal matter.
Arriving at the university, he proceeded to the registrar’s office. Of course they wouldn’t tell him where she was. He’d anticipated this, so he’d written a letter, which he gave to the woman behind the counter, asking if she could see that Mary received it. He explained what’d occurred. Fortunately the woman he’d entrusted the letter to was a romantic, and ensured John that Mary would receive the letter, which said.
Dear Mary,
I don’t know what has happened between us. I want you to know I have written to you almost everyday since we’ve parted. If you don’t want to see me anymore, I will understand. Please write to me and let me know, if your mother is involved, trying to drive us apart. I still want to be with you no matter what. I love you Mary, and want you to be my wife, after you graduate, whether your mother wants it or not. If you still want me, tell me how I can contact you without your mother being involved.
I Love you always & forever
John
When she received his letter she knew what’d occurred. Her mother kept his letters, trying to drive a wedge between them. Well she would never let that happen. She wrote John a loving letter.
My Dearest John,
I am so humiliated by my mother’s behavior. She must have kept your letters from me, after I explicitly told her to send them to me. I want to be your wife now more than ever. She gave him a phone number where she could be contacted out in the hall of her dorm. I am also giving you my mailing address, something I didn’t know until I’d returned to school.
I love you John and can reassure you my mother doesn’t run my life. I hope you can come and visit me some weekend.
Yours’s Now & Forever
Love Mary
P.S. Don’t wait too long to come and see me. It’s been too long already.
So that’s what they did. He visited and they spent time together. After a few months on March 11, 1910 they were secretly married, not wanting to wait for May. At her graduation, which John attended, her mother was horrified to see him there. She wondered whether she’d underestimated them, and they continued to see each other behind her back, which she now suspected.
When they returned to the hotel room, Rosland confronted her daughter, saying.
“What is that horrible boy doing here?” She gave her mother a sour look, saying.
“He is here to see me. We love each other, and you might as well get used to the idea. I am of age and will marry whom

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