Ashes of Betrayal: A Daughter's Fiery Return

. It was a setup. My father was using me

through me. I started to reth

illness, a fever that took her quickly. He had isolated her in her room, not lett

solation fe

om when I was a little girl. My mother, h

auce, baby... a little w

was just talking about barb

if it m

d recipe book. The one he let me keep, probably thinking

barbecue sauce. The recipes were simple, classic. T

my head. A little wa

ully, I let a single drop fall onto the page, righ

ink bega

rownish color that had been invisible before. As

n't a

y mother

after page, my heart poundi

out his resentment, how he felt the Johns barbecue legacy, which had al

He was planning to bring Gabrielle and her mother into

ust let my

rdere

uglier than I could have ever imagined. My quest fo

t justice f