Built From The Ashes

irst life was Ethan, s

miling, a cruel twist of h

his voice smooth as poison. "I fo

, and they walked away with the son I had rais

mplete, that it ripped through

my own body, young and alive, standing on the cracked asphalt of a d

just a few feet away

home. That single act of kindness was the beginning of my end. The town, deeply religious and quick to jud

s all

Jessica. He said she needed it more. After we were married, he smothered our own newborn child in his crib and then vanished. He and

e trash. They returned only to reveal the truth: they were Lucky's real parents. They had planned it

nothing. No pity. No compassion. Just a col

wouldn't be

nd the wailing infant inside. I w