Bloodtrue, Blood See It Through: I’m Not from This World

Daytime was fine. Just a mother and daughter, getting by. But when the little one went to sleep, the nights got long and lonely. Her stepdad always told her she didn't need anyone but Angie, her roommate at the time. Easy for him to say, with his own wife right there beside him. Life played a cruel joke. She didn't know anyone who could've played the hand she was dealt. Pick one person over another and suddenly you're an outcast. No shoulder to cry on. The trials and tribulations made her stronger-but God, it took everything. She went to depths most people never see. Held onto her sanity by a thread. If it weren't for the kids, she says she'd be writing this from a padded cell. Years and understanding and a whole lot of hard-won knowledge got her here. Close friends and relatives saw it all happen. Now she's asking for a few more people to witness it-you.So read the book. She enjoyed writing it. Maybe you'll find something in it too.