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Like the Three Musketeers, we played and pretended, but deep down we all know that two of us were being… tortured in our own home. This is the heartbreaking story of a brother and sister living with a mentally ill mother, whose destructive abuse threatens to destroy their lives. They escape reality and find solace with their beloved best friend, who sticks by them through all the ups and downs of their home life. Join them on their journey together through good times and bad, and find out what the future holds for these poor little souls. Excerpt He held me for a moment longer and I could feel his heart pounding as we stood in a long embrace. I felt that our two hearts were beating as one. Then, I stepped back, just outside the circle of his arms. I looked into his face and saw concern and compassion there. I wiped a shaking hand across my face. He reached up and brushed a tear from my cheek.
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Like the Three Musketeers, we played and pretended, but deep down we all know that two of us were being… tortured in our own home. This is the heartbreaking story of a brother and sister living with a mentally ill mother, whose destructive abuse threatens to destroy their lives. They escape reality and find solace with their beloved best friend, who sticks by them through all the ups and downs of their home life. Join them on their journey together through good times and bad, and find out what the future holds for these poor little souls. Excerpt He held me for a moment longer and I could feel his heart pounding as we stood in a long embrace. I felt that our two hearts were beating as one. Then, I stepped back, just outside the circle of his arms. I looked into his face and saw concern and compassion there. I wiped a shaking hand across my face. He reached up and brushed a tear from my cheek.