Bøger af Samara Risner

Growing up in North Carolina in the 1960s was not easy. The hate that radiated from my very neighbors, was crippling. There was one woman, a friend who I thought I could trust. I supposed I could trust her, it was her other half that had a heart filled with hate.I wish my husband Abe and I would have left sooner. Would have left... before. Maybe then, I wouldn't be stuck here in The Hollow if we had only gone. Empty is the meaning of my new "home" The Hollow. The word fits my life's current worth perfectly.Lord, will I ever be free? Will I ever feel the warm sun against my skin again? Is this place my fate, my evermore? This can't be my final resting place. I am overwhelmed with sorrow as I seek the Lord's will. If this is it, so be it.