Truth Is The Biggest Lie: A gripping psychological suspense with a jaw-dropping twist by Leonie Haubrich

Author:Leonie Haubrich [Haubrich, Leonie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

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25 YEARS AGO

It was an unusually warm summer morning, the sun had not disappeared from the Nordic sky for a long time. Every day, Sarah accompanied Sverre on his morning walk on the beach. The gentle lapping of the waves against the rocks conveyed a pleasant atmosphere as she enjoyed the salty smell of the sea.

Sarah was thrilled to see how well Sverre was doing again. Every week, he seemed to regain more of his strength after his accident. By now, she was the one who had to make an effort to keep up with him. Even the bumps in the rocks no longer seemed to be a problem for him. His progress and enthusiasm infected her. It was hardly possible to be in a bad mood in his presence.

While they were strolling along the beach, Sarah suddenly noticed something white among the rocks. At first, she thought it was a snowball. But snow? In the middle of summer?

Sverre had also registered the white thing.

"A snowy owl. Bubo scandiacus." There was awe in his voice. He knew birds well. He explained that it was a female, easily recognized by the plumage, which was not pure white as it was in males.

Sarah cautiously approached the frightened animal. A large, bleeding wound gaped at its belly. Sarah's throat tightened at the sight. "She's in pain." It was a miracle the bird was still breathing. Fascinated, she looked at the dark spots and cross lines on the white plumage and the strikingly white, round head that radiated something childlike. Even the beak was covered with fine white feathers.

"The owl should have moved on by now," Sverre said. "They fly over Lofoten in early summer, then, when it's midsummer, they breed further north in the tundra."

With its intense, golden-yellow eyes, the owl returned Sarah's gaze. With all its feathers, the feet looked as if they were in snowshoes.

The owl tried to straighten up, flapping its wings.

Sarah took a few steps back. The wingspan was 1.50 meters, almost as wide as Thea's height. The spectacle was frightening and fascinating at the same time, but the owl was too injured to fly.

Now she crouched down again and averted her amber eyes.

Carefully, Sarah touched the soft feathers. She felt the trembling animal's shivering under her fingers and could not help but be fascinated by the beauty and grace of this creature.

The owl looked at her again with big, sparkling eyes. It was like a silent cry for help.

Sverre stepped restlessly from one leg to the other.

"The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away," he said with a tinge of resignation in his voice. "Dying and living are two sides of the same coin, my daughter. Let's move on."

Sarah shook her head. "We can't just leave her here to die!"

Sverre frowned and sighed. "I understand you feel pity for this creature, but sometimes it's better to let nature take its course. God has a plan for every living thing."

Sarah looked at him. He couldn't be serious! "But why

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