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 Excerpt from my novel FATE. A Limbo for Suffering Fathers   Each night as Emmet Meagher lay awake in the darkness, the events of that black day would play back in his memories, overwhelming him. The memory of his son with his bright smile and infectious laughter would flicker in and out of focus, a haunting reminder of the joy that once filled their happy family. The innocence of his eldest son Mark, was a stark contrast to the chaos that had engulfed their lives. Emmet felt a desperate need to protect Mark from the harsh truths of life, even though he knew that such protection was impossible and not fair to the boy.          That same recurring nightmare would play through his now-only son Mark. The echoes of his brother's laughter, a bittersweet symphony that haunted him, would dance through his innocent mind as he lay awake in bed trying to drown out all he heard, both imaginative and real. Emmet would sometimes hear ...