
I didn’t know Derek before our road trip. He was just a fellow traveler, splitting the cost of gas with another hitchhiker, Jenny, and me. When we stopped for the night, I accidentally overheard his conversation with Jenny. That’s when I realized Derek wasn’t just a random stranger—he knew Jenny before the trip and had planned our meeting! But why? A shiver of unease ran through me…
I’m a young journalist with a passion for uncovering the truth. I was excited but nervous about my latest assignment: investigating a mysterious house where a young girl had died under unclear circumstances.
My budget was tight, so I put up an ad in a local bar, hoping to find someone to split the cost of gas. Unfortunately, no one responded.

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The next morning, I found myself at a quaint café in the suburbs, sipping a strong cup of coffee and going over my notes. The smell of freshly baked bread filled the air, making it a bit easier to push aside my worries.
I’d been waiting for a potential travel companion who called early that morning. When I answered and realized it was a man, I immediately told him he would probably be rejected. But he insisted on meeting and asked for just five minutes of my time.
Just as I took a bite of my toast, a young man approached my table.

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“Hi, are you Emily?” he asked.
I looked up, slightly startled. “Yes, that’s me.”
He gave a small smile. “I’m Derek. I called you earlier this morning about the ad. I’m heading in the same direction and thought we could travel together.”
I studied him for a moment. Derek was tall, with a rugged look that suggested he had seen more than a few adventures. His dark eyes held a hint of mystery, and his posture was relaxed but assured.

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There was something about him that made me uneasy, but I couldn’t afford to be picky.
“Uh, sure,” I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “I could use the company.”
We sat and talked for a bit. Derek was reserved, sharing little about himself. His answers to my questions were short and vague.
Despite my unease, I couldn’t deny that having a travel companion was practical. The trip was long, and having someone to share the driving and expenses was a relief.

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“Why are you heading that way?” I asked, hoping to learn more about him.
He paused, looking out the window before answering. “Just need to get away for a while. Clear my head.”
I nodded and didn’t press further. There was something about his tone that suggested he wasn’t telling the whole story, but I decided to let it go.
We did some shopping together and then hit the road.

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I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was making a mistake, but I pushed it aside. I had a job to do, and Derek was my best option for getting there.
Little did I know that this decision would lead me down a path of unexpected twists and revelations, starting with a curious incident at our first stop.
***
As we drove down the long, winding road, I tried to make small talk with Derek. The silence between us felt heavy, and I hoped to ease the tension.

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“So, Derek, where are you from?” I asked, keeping my eyes on the road.
He glanced at me, then looked out the window.
“A little bit of everywhere, I guess. I’ve moved around a lot.”
I nodded, trying to get him to open up more.
“What made you decide to move so much?”

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Derek shrugged, his expression unreadable.
“Just never found a place to settle down, I suppose.”
I sensed he didn’t want to delve into his past, but my curiosity got the better of me.
“What do you do for a living?”
He hesitated before answering, “Odd jobs here and there. Nothing permanent.”
I felt a pang of unease. His vagueness was unsettling.

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“Any family or friends you keep in touch with?”
Derek’s jaw tightened. “Not really. It’s just me.”
The more he spoke, the more I regretted taking him with me. The air in the car grew tense, and I focused on the road ahead, my mind racing with doubts.

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After some time, we pulled into a gas station. “I need to stretch my legs,” I said, trying to shake off the unease.
Derek nodded and stayed in the car while I went inside to use the restroom.
When I returned, something felt off. My bag was slightly open, and my papers were not as I had left them. It looked like someone had been rifling through my notes.

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I glanced at Derek, who was casually leaning back in his seat, seemingly unaware of my distress. My heart raced with suspicion, but I kept quiet.
As I was about to get back into the car, I noticed a girl standing by the convenience store entrance. She looked lost and somewhat anxious.
“Hi there,” I called out. “Are you okay?”
She turned to me.

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“Oh, hi! I’m Jenny. My ride left me here, and I had no way to get to my next stop. Could you possibly give me a lift?”
Jenny seemed a bit ditzy, but harmless. I weighed my options and decided it might be safer to have another person with us.
“Sure, Jenny. We’re heading that way. Hop in.” I showed her the back seat.

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Jenny’s face lit up. “Thank you so much! You have no idea how grateful I am.”
As we drove off, Jenny sat in the back seat, chattering away. She talked about her plans, her favorite music, and her cat named Muffin. Her bubbly nature provided a stark contrast to Derek’s brooding silence.

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“So, where are you guys headed?” Jenny asked, leaning forward.
“I’m writing an article about a mysterious house where a young girl died,” I explained. “It’s a bit of a creepy story.”
Jenny’s eyes widened. “Wow, that sounds intense! I’ve always been fascinated by mysteries. What about you, Derek? What brings you on this trip?”

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Derek turned slightly, his expression still guarded. “Just needed a ride. Emily was kind enough to let me join.”
Jenny seemed satisfied with the answer, but I could see her stealing curious glances at Derek. Her presence made me feel a bit more at ease, but the nagging feeling that something was off with Derek never left my mind.
As the miles stretched on, I couldn’t shake the sense that this trip was about to get a lot more complicated.

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***
We arrived at the house late in the evening. It loomed in front of us, a dark silhouette against the dimming sky.
Derek suggested we stay the night since the nearest town was 30 miles away. I felt a chill run down my spine at the thought. Though I was scared, Jenny assured me it would be fine, and we could lock our bedroom doors. I reluctantly agreed.
While Derek and Jenny prepared a meal from our shopping list and vegetables they found in the garden, I wandered around the house, taking in the eerie atmosphere.

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The house was old, with creaky floorboards and dusty corners. I pulled out my dictaphone and began recording my observations.
July 11 – 21:46
[Click, creaking floorboards]
“This house belonged to a man who lived here with his wife.”

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[Footsteps]
“He killed her for infidelity and was convicted of premeditated murder.”
[Sneeze]
“Excuse me, there’s so much dust here. There’s a photo on the shelf. Let me see…”
[Rustling of paper]
“Oh my god… it’s Derek. My travel companion is the same guy accused of murder!”
[Click]

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I stood frozen, staring at the old photograph in my hand. It was unmistakably Derek, younger but him, with a woman who must have been his wife.
My heart pounded in my chest as I pieced together the implications.
Downstairs, I heard Derek and Jenny chatting. Their voices were low and casual, but now every word seemed charged with hidden meanings.

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I took a deep breath and decided to sneak down quietly, hoping to learn more without alerting them. The old floorboards groaned under my weight, but I moved as silently as I could, hugging the shadows.
The closer I got, the more their conversation came into focus. Jenny’s giggle sounded forced, and Derek’s tone was unsettlingly calm. I pressed myself against the wall outside the kitchen, straining to catch their words.
“…she’s suspicious,” Jenny was saying.
“Doesn’t matter,” Derek replied smoothly. “We stick to the plan.”

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What plan? What were they up to?
I edged closer, my breath shallow.
“You think she bought it?” Jenny asked.
“She will,” Derek said confidently. “She has no choice.”
I felt a cold sweat break out on my forehead. I had to know what they were planning, but I had to be careful. One wrong move, and they would know I was listening.

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Suddenly, Jenny’s voice changed, becoming more serious. “And if she finds out the truth?”
Derek’s answer was chillingly calm. “We’ll deal with it.”
A floorboard creaked loudly under my foot. The conversation stopped abruptly, and I heard chairs scraping against the floor as they stood up.
“Emily?” Derek called out, his voice dangerously close.
I had to act fast. I quickly slipped into a dark corner, hoping they wouldn’t see me. My heart pounded in my ears as I tried to stay perfectly still.

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“Did you hear that?” Jenny whispered.
“Probably just the house settling,” Derek said, though his tone suggested he wasn’t convinced.
I waited, my breath held, until I heard their footsteps retreating into the kitchen. Only then did I let out a sigh of relief, though my mind was still racing.
What had I gotten myself into? And what were they planning to do with me?

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***
Thinking they hadn’t noticed me, I cautiously descended the stairs, each step echoing in the old house.
Suddenly, a hand clamped down on my shoulder. I spun around, my eyes wide with fear as I faced Derek. Jenny stood behind him, looking equally startled.
“Why were you sneaking around?” Derek’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on my shoulder.

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“I wasn’t sneaking,” I stammered, trying to sound brave. “I heard noises and got curious.”
“Curious, huh?” Derek’s voice was cold. “Well, now that you’re here, why don’t you join us?”
He guided me into the kitchen, not giving me a chance to resist. Jenny stood awkwardly there, her eyes darting between us. The dinner was waiting at the table.

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I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. “What’s going on? Why are you really here?”
Derek exchanged a glance with Jenny before speaking. “We need to talk, Emily. You weren’t supposed to find out like this, but you’ve left us no choice.”
My heart pounded as I waited for an explanation, the tension in the room thick and suffocating.
Derek began, “I followed you because I couldn’t risk you writing another defamatory article about me. My life has been ruined by lies, and I need you to hear the truth.”

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Jenny stepped forward.
“I was at the gas station to make sure you wouldn’t be afraid to travel with us. We needed you to stay here overnight so we could explain everything.”
I shook my head, disbelief and anger surging through me.
“You manipulated me, invaded my privacy. How can I trust anything you say?”

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Derek’s expression softened. “Please, just listen. I’m not the monster they made me out to be.”
The room fell silent as I processed their words. My mind raced with questions, doubts, and fears.
Could I trust them? Did I have a choice?
“Fine,” I said finally, my voice trembling. “Explain everything. But this better be good.”
We sat down at the table, and Derek took a deep breath, ready to reveal the secrets that had brought us to this point.

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***
Over dinner, once we had all calmed down, Derek recounted the story of his wife. He explained what really happened.
“My wife, Laura, died in a tragic accident,” Derek began.
“We argued, and I stormed out of the house, leaving her behind. Our neighbor saw me leave, she can confirm that. When I returned, I found her at the bottom of the stairs. The authorities ruled it an accident, saying she must have slipped and fallen. But her sister, Clara, never liked me and seized the opportunity to accuse me of murder. She convinced the media to publish lies, portraying it as a deliberate act.”

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Derek paused, his voice heavy with emotion. “I still blame myself for what happened, for leaving her alone. But I can’t bear another round of lies and accusations of intentional murder. I need the truth to be known.”
I listened intently, the pieces of the puzzle starting to fit together.
Derek continued, “The trial cleared my name, but the damage was done. Clara’s influence made sure everyone believed I was guilty. The articles painted me as a monster.”

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Jenny nodded, her eyes filled with empathy.
“We knew you were writing about the house where it happened. We wanted to make sure you heard the truth, not just Clara’s version.”
I felt a bit of guilt and understanding. “I’m sorry, Derek. I judged you based on what I read. I should have looked deeper.”
Derek gave a small, appreciative smile. “Thank you for listening, Emily. That’s all I wanted. Let’s have dinner, I’m so hungry!”

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During the meal, we discussed everything that happened. Derek shared more about his life since the incident, the constant shadow of suspicion hanging over him. Jenny added details about Clara’s vendetta and how it had affected them both.
I decided to help Derek restore his reputation.
“I’ll write the true story,” I promised. “People need to know what really happened.”

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The atmosphere lightened. We were no longer just strangers thrown together by circumstance; we were allies with a common goal.
Jenny, Derek, and I agreed to continue traveling together for a while longer. We wanted to ensure Derek’s story was told accurately, and in the process, we found ourselves enjoying each other’s company as newfound friends.
The road ahead seemed less daunting, knowing we had each other for support.

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Remember Meggie Cleary from ‘The Thorn Birds’? — this is her today, age 65
It wasn’t certain that Rachel Ward was going to get the role of her lifetime, as she starred as Meggie Cleary in the classic mini-series The Thorn Birds.
The British actress and model has had a long and varying career, spanning decades. Now, she’s settled in Australia with her husband, whom she fell in love with on set.
So what really happened on The Thorn Birds? And why did the mini-series become such a huge success?
This is Rachel Ward today, at 65.

If you were to debate which television series is the best of all time, you’d probably get a different answer from every person you talk to. Firstly, there are so many different kinds of series, and of course, we all like different things.
But usually, the most popular television series are those that aired for many years, broadcast on television with several seasons and many strong and independent characters.
Bonanza, Little House on the Prairie, Friends, Sopranos or Twin Peaks. The answer to which one reigns supreme will probably never be decided, and to be honest, that is also one of the most fantastic things about television.
The Thorn Birds
There will always be a series that sticks closer to the heart than others.
Even though we have more established series that last for years, there are several examples of miniseries that weren’t meant to stick around long, but still reached cult status.
One of those was The Thorn Birds, starring Richard Chamberlain, Rachel Ward, and Bryan Brown.
It was first broadcast in March 1983, and over 30 million people in the US watched the ten-hour miniseries, based on Colleen McCullough’s 1977 Australian novel The Thorn Birds.

The mini-series gained huge interest and was praised by both the audience and critics, winning several awards, both for its story as well as the actors’ performances.
Rachel Ward
Ten hours long and spread over five nights, The Thorn Birds is still to this day considered a classic that will live on for many years to come.
Rachel Ward starred as Meggie Cleary in The Thorn Birds, but at the time, it was pretty much a surprise when she got it. It turned out that the producers had difficulties in finding the perfect person for the role, but in the end, Ward was the perfect choice.
Not only did Ward get her big breakthrough by starring in the television mini-series, she also found the love of her life on set.
This is the story of Ward – and how she travelled the world to keep her passion for films and television series alive.
Rachel Ward – early life
Born on September 12, 1957, in Cornwell, Oxfordshire, England, Ward studied at the Hatherop Castle School in Hatherop before attending the Byam Shaw School of Art in London. However, at just 16 years of age, she left school to pursue a career in fashion.
Ward became a fashion and photography model, appearing on covers for Vogue, Cosmopolitan, as well as Harper’s & Queen. She slowly made her way into the acting scene after she was featured in several commercials.
Years later, in 1995, she would earn her Graduate Diploma of Communications and a Graduate Certificate in Writing from University of Technology, Sydney, Australia.
In 1979, Rachel Ward appeared in her first television movie, Christmas Lilies of the Field. In the years that followed she would have a number of smaller roles, but in 1983, she would become a well-known actress all over the US.
Casting ‘The Thorn Birds’
Stan Marguiles was one of the producers on The Thorn Birds. But casting the right people to appear in the show wasn’t the easiest task.
In 1982, he explained the difficulty.
However, when they saw Rachel Ward, they were sure that they’d found the right one for the role of Meggie Cleary.
“She has to go from 18 to her early 50s. From a rather naïve, overly romantic young girl to a bitter woman in her 30s, to a woman who finally understands where she took the wrong turn when she reaches her 50s. There’s an enormous range of emotions and colors,” he said.
“They first started to age me, it was kind of scary,” Ward recalled. “I had these endless double chins. I sort of had a body suit underneath the clothes, I remember liking it when I grew older, I liked the outfits, there was slightly more masculine than they were in the beginning.”
Over 200 women were considered for the role of Meggie Cleary, and a total of 40 actresses auditioned.
Speaking with the National Film and Sound Archive of Australia, Ward recalled her audition.
“My audition was quite light and I had a sense of humor” she said. “I remember I was taking it seriously but I wasn’t acting with a capital A. It is so subjective, performances pieces, and I was probably spot on the first time. I got like 10/10 for looks and 4/10 for acting.”
Golden Globe nominated
They sent Ward to work with an acting coach, and it was a great match. Starring alongside Richard Chamberlain as Father Ralph, Ward became a beloved actress, praised by viewers as well as critics.
In 1982, she was nominated for a Golden Globe Award for Best Performance by an Actress in a Miniseries or Motion Picture Made for Television.
Chamberlain received a Golden Globe Award for Best Performance by an Actor in a Miniseries or Motion Picture Made for Television. The show itself won four Golden Globes, including Best Miniseries, as well as six Emmy awards.

“It was the absolute top of the heat of a soap opera,” Chamberlain said. “I am often surprised when I think about how it remains so successful, because there was one tragedy after another, after another, after another. Nobody came out on top of that show. It was so sad but had such wonderful characters”
Rachel Ward: “Felt terribly”
Ward wasn’t an actress that crafted her skills through school, but rather she learned as time went by. As the show aired, she saw herself as the weaker link. She suffered from insecurity for years after she received some negative reviews (The New York Times said she was “miscast”).
“I felt terribly like I’d disappointed,” she told Closer. “I felt that despite me it was a success.”
However, years later, her grown daughter watched The Thorn Birds, and told her mother, “‘Mom, you were fabulous,’” Ward recalled. “That was, for me, the most important response that I could’ve ever had.”
”It was soap opera. I think of it differently now,” Ward said. “Acting styles have changed and mine was always quite natural. And I think they tried to make me something that I wasn’t naturally. So that’s the excuse that I’ve made for myself.”

Her performance in the 1983 miniseries The Thorn Birds was of course a very important step for Ward, career wise. However, the production of the show became much more important for her, since she met the love of her life.
Rachel Ward and Bryan Brown
During her work on The Thorn Birds, Rachel Ward and Chamberlain’s characters Meggie and Father Ralph had great passion between them, which kept the viewers coming back.
Chamberlain recalled that it was difficult filming specific scenes.
“There’s a microphone hidden in the armpit… and you’re trying not to smear her lipstick,” he told Closer.
Even though Ward and Chamberlain were in love on camera, the great love story was actually when the cameras were turned off.
Bryan Brown starred as Meggie’s husband Luke O’Neill, and while shooting, they fell in love.
“What happened on screen was happening off it – that’s why our love scenes were so believable,” Ward told the UK’s Daily Express.
“Everyone on set realized they were falling for each other. “I’ve never seen two people more in love,” Chamberlain said, adding that Brown even helped Ward calm her nerves before shooting. “She seemed to get happier and happier and her work got better and better.”
Married months later
Ward and Brown obviously had “sexual chemistry” on set. She really fancied him, however, when asked who made the first move, she made sure to throw her beloved husband under the bus.
‘He as slow as a wet week. Really took forever. I think I probably did,’ she said.
Brown, however, insisted that he was just being a “cunning Aussie bloke” not approaching her at once.”
“And before they know it, they’re hooked!” the legendary actor joked.
Rachel Ward and Brown got married months after the filming of The Thorn Birds wrapped.
The couple went on to have three children, Rose, Matilda and Joseph.
So what happened to Ward following The Thorn Birds?
She and Brown moved to Australia, where Ward starred in several films and television series.
Rachel Ward – this is her today
In 2001, she was nominated for a Golden Globe for Best Performance by an Actress in a Miniseries or Motion Picture Made for Television following her performance in the film On the Beach.
Her other credits include The Big House, Martha’s New Coat and television series Rake, Devil’s Playground and The Straits.
Ward also went into producing and directing,
Besides being an actress, wife, mother, and now grandmother, Ward also made sure to contribute to society.
Therefore, in 2005, she was awarded the A.M (Member of the Order of Australia for “raising awareness of social justice through lobbying, mentoring and advocacy for the rights of disadvantaged and at-risk young people.”
Work with daughter Matilda
Both Matilda’s parents were present when she gave birth, which was truly special for her.
“When I was pushing Zan out at the end, dad was stroking my head and mum was cheering me on, crying, saying, ‘Come on, Till! He’s so close,’” Matilda said. “It was pretty special that both my parents got to be with me through such a monumental time in my life.”
Just days ago, Ward got to see her newborn granddaughter, which she shared on her Instagram.
And on another note, isn’t Matilda just the spitting image of her mother!
Ward and her daughter Matilda both chose acting as their job.
However, when Matilda first said she wanted to become an actress, her mother wasn’t that excited.
Spitting image of her mother
“Mum definitely said ‘don’t be an actress,’” Matilda recalled. “She encouraged me to go to film school and get behind the camera, which I did and I’m very glad I did.”
In 2016, they teamed up in the film The Death and Life of Otto Bloom. Rachel and Matilda play the same character at different stages of her life
“We look alike so obviously there’s a great bonus in that we share physical similarities and mannerisms,” Rachel Ward said. “Plus, as we know, women over the age of 40 are basically invisible in the media and in film … It’s a treat when something comes along where it’s ok to be in your 50s.”
Rachel Ward was wonderful as Meggie Cleary in The Thorn Birds, and we’re so happy to see that she still is as passionate today.
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