April 19, 2022
April 19, 2022
“I completely devoured this e book! ” ~Cynthia Williams
Laurel Falls, N.C. 1989: I couldn’t imagine I used to be in bother once more. I’d lastly acquired what I’d all the time needed … then misplaced it.
The difficulty began when this household—a mom and two almost-grown children—got here to my faculty, the Hickson College of American Research in Boone, N.C., to ask for shelter. The mom mentioned she was dying, and so they had nowhere else to go after they’d been evicted ‘trigger she was too sick to work. What her son earned simply wasn’t sufficient to stay on.
However that was all lies. They have been only a bunch of mean-spirited, sorry con artists who stole our cash and good intentions. And after they fleeced the college, they made it appear like I did it! Subsequent factor I knew, the director threw me outta faculty.
I snuck residence to get assist from my neighbor and buddy, Della Kincaid. She was against the law reporter in Washington, D.C., and I knew she’d know what to do. She did—solely she informed me I needed to do it alone.
Looking for them once more took all the things I had—after which some. Alongside the way in which, I plowed by means of these mountains, typically assembly fellow victims who have been craving for justice too, however principally tangling with dangerous males attempting to cease me—completely! I confronted extra twists and turns than the highway to Damascus, Virginia.