Whiskey Scars

Kennedy: I didn't need to tell him my story, the blood running down my face made it clear. One look at me stumbling down a dark backroad during a midnight thunderstorm and he knew. The years of torment evident in the Whiskey Scars I tried so hard to hide. Soaked to the bone, frozen, and scared, escape from my abusive past had never been an option. But I was put in his path for a reason. He saved my life that night and for that I will be forever grateful. Jake: I wasn't looking for trouble, but for some reason it always seemed to find me.
I got turned around outside a small town and found her in a muddy, torn dress-broken and bruised. In her eyes, I glimpsed the same pain my own mother had endured, the weight of a thousand storms crashing around her. I couldn't simply look away; the chance to finally do something good with my life presented itself. I knew exactly what I had to do. Prepare to be drawn into a raw and agonizing narrative set against the backdrop of broken souls and the healing power of compassion.
"Whiskey Scars" will stay with you long after the final page is turned.