Dark Angels
Description
Description
When student nurse Brenda Dalton starts work at her local mental hospital, she finds the place being run by tyrannical Senior Nurse Rawsthorne. When Brenda reports Rawsthorne for bullying patient Dorothy Little, she finds herself being victimised in turn….
About the Author
Robert Dando has written many stories and articles, some of them on mental health issues. He has also co-organised two mental health film seasons in London.
Book Extract
Brenda got out of the cab, and paid off the driver. The cab drove off into the night. Slowly and unsteadily, Brenda walked up the front steps of the police station, and made her way inside.
Luckily, there was no one else at the reception counter who was waiting to be attended to. Brenda walked up to the uniformed police officer behind the counter.
“Yes, can I help you?” he asked.
Suddenly, everything seemed to be swimming in front of Brenda’s eyes.
“Yes, I’d like to speak to someone about…” she began.
But that was as far as she managed to get before she fainted.
***
Slowly, she came back to consciousness.
When she had finally come too, she found herself seated in a chair beside a table in an interview room. A man was hovering close beside her.
“Are you feeling all right now?” he asked, anxiously. “Or would you like us to get you an ambulance to take you to hospital?”
When student nurse Brenda Dalton starts work at her local mental hospital, she finds the place being run by tyrannical Senior Nurse Rawsthorne. When Brenda reports Rawsthorne for bullying patient Dorothy Little, she finds herself being victimised in turn….
About the Author
Robert Dando has written many stories and articles, some of them on mental health issues. He has also co-organised two mental health film seasons in London.
Book Extract
Brenda got out of the cab, and paid off the driver. The cab drove off into the night. Slowly and unsteadily, Brenda walked up the front steps of the police station, and made her way inside.
Luckily, there was no one else at the reception counter who was waiting to be attended to. Brenda walked up to the uniformed police officer behind the counter.
“Yes, can I help you?” he asked.
Suddenly, everything seemed to be swimming in front of Brenda’s eyes.
“Yes, I’d like to speak to someone about…” she began.
But that was as far as she managed to get before she fainted.
***
Slowly, she came back to consciousness.
When she had finally come too, she found herself seated in a chair beside a table in an interview room. A man was hovering close beside her.
“Are you feeling all right now?” he asked, anxiously. “Or would you like us to get you an ambulance to take you to hospital?”
