The bruise on Fran’s ribcage was a deep, artistic mix of , a silent testament to the night Bobby—her husband, the man who wore the blue uniform of the NYPD—turned his anger on her.
If you'd like a different type of story, let me know if you prefer one focusing on: (like the movie with Naomie Harris) black and blue
(like Paul Canoville's story of surviving racism and cancer) Graphic novel/brotherhood (addressing social tension) I can tailor the narrative to those themes. Black and Blue: A Novel (Oprah's Book Club) - Amazon.com The bruise on Fran’s ribcage was a deep,
For ten years, Fran had been an ER nurse, patching up the casualties of life, while secretly hiding her own. She made excuses: “I fell,” “The door slammed on my arm,” while she secretly tried to put together the pieces of a life that felt increasingly shattered. She made excuses: “I fell,” “The door slammed
The difficult, dangerous process of leaving an abusive relationship, often portrayed in literature and film.