Angel Of Mercy
Dear Angel of Mercy,I know your busy watching over all the children. But please can you help Mommy. She is sad all day. We are in a new place now and Daddy does not know where I am. But Mommy crys all day and says she cant stop. I want too cry to but dont becuase I know your watching and will help me soon.
Love, Grace
I killed a guy last month.
A horn sounded behind me, and I jumped. A quick glance told me the light had turned green, so I shook myself out of my reverie and put my foot on the gas pedal. What passed for rush hour in Balboa, California, wasn't over yet, and I was interfering with the morning commute.
My office was only about two miles from my beachfront apartment, and the route had less than five traffic lights, so you'd think I'd be able to make it to work without getting sucked into a spiral of self-doubt and terror. I killed Dominic. Deliberately.
I wasn't afraid I'd be caught. I was pretty sure I had dodged that bullet. No, what woke me from a sound sleep almost every night was the cold dread that I would lose control again. Harm someone again. Put people I cared about in danger again. I have no business doing this. I've got to stop kidding mys ... read full excerpt from Angel of Mercy ebook