And yet neither could I just carry on. Each choice I made, each breath I took, led
to disaster. I no longer believed in the
future. I wasn’t even sure I believed in
love anymore—at least, not the redemptive kind.
All I did know was that I felt like a shattered piece of china glued
back together one too many times. I had
no idea who or what to trust, who to blame, or who to forgive. But the terrified child inside of me refused
to be silenced. She would not leave me
be.
The truth could no longer be avoided. I was damaged beyond repair. This time there would be no gluing me back
together again.
--from my novel, The Abduction Myth, now available for download on Amazon:
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