Sister Charlie died the week I turned seven.  Hate killed her, or so I’d heard. Whether it was hers or my own, I wasn’t quite sure.

For three days the nuns herded us into the Chapel to visit her body.  And for two hours on each of those days, I knelt before dead Sister Charlie and worried about Hell.  Hers and mine.
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  The Unbreakable Child
  Release April 1st, 2009
  Kunati Press
   ISBN: 9781601641632



KIM MICHELE RICHARDSON
        Author of The Unbreakable Child
Photo by Andrew Eccles