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Ask Me No
Questions
Questions
"I'm an agent for the CIA," Victor
Charles Brian tells young Stephani
Stevenson. "You'll never have a normal
life. You'll have to make many sacrifices.
You can never tell anyone the truth. And
you can never ask any questions."
Stephani accepts these conditions and
prepares to live a secret adventure, for
that is what she envisions it will be. It is
not until years later that she realizes she
has been duped: Victor is not an agent
for the CIA.
But it is not something she can prove,
and Victor will not let her leave. Instead,
he threatens to kill her. In the end,
Stephani must flee or die in the attempt.
It is 1979. There are no women's
shelters, no counseling for batterers, no
real understanding of what has become
known as "domestic violence." When
Stephani leaves with her children, she
knows she will be running for a long time.
Charles Brian tells young Stephani
Stevenson. "You'll never have a normal
life. You'll have to make many sacrifices.
You can never tell anyone the truth. And
you can never ask any questions."
Stephani accepts these conditions and
prepares to live a secret adventure, for
that is what she envisions it will be. It is
not until years later that she realizes she
has been duped: Victor is not an agent
for the CIA.
But it is not something she can prove,
and Victor will not let her leave. Instead,
he threatens to kill her. In the end,
Stephani must flee or die in the attempt.
It is 1979. There are no women's
shelters, no counseling for batterers, no
real understanding of what has become
known as "domestic violence." When
Stephani leaves with her children, she
knows she will be running for a long time.
| Preview Ask Me No Questions Chapter 1 I hit the bed like a rag doll, slid across the quilted cotton bedcover I’d sewn with my own two hands, and smashed head first against the corner of the laminated oak veneer headboard of my brand new second-hand bed. The night was black, an impenetrable Stygian abyss. Lights danced in the darkness, but I couldn't tell whether they came from the fire in the living room or that inside my head. My eyelids clenched together and I prayed a silent prayer. Please, God. Please, God. A shadow crossed the threshold. The door whispered shut and the darkness swallowed me and I strained and ground my teeth to still my breath, and I heard his step -- so light, so sure -- on the carpet. PleaseGodpleaseGod. Then I heard only the thud of my heart as the fear rose quick and tangible and overpowering, and suddenly I had to vomit. But I couldn’t move, couldn’t flinch a finger as I heard first one shoe drop and then the other. And that was when I knew that God didn’t listen anymore. I was alone. His hands were on me and I squeezed my eyes shut so tight they hurt, and somehow whatever went on then went on without me, and I just floated away, disappeared, and just before the black night claimed me, I heard Beth Kiltrain’s voice rise out of my past. “Isn’t he wonderful?” she said. |
Cindie's Appearances: Sat. Nov. 6, Hampton Inn in Lake Havasu City. 10:30-5 p.m. Friday, Nov. 12, LHC Convention Center, NEA Winter Extravaganza 5-9 |
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Also available at Amazon.com
Or contact the author, Cindie Miller, by submitting the form on this page. You
may also send an email to cindie@cindiemiller.com
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| Here I am in front of the fantastic banner made for me by Team Oakley sign makers in Lake Havasu. My first book-signing at Hastings in Lake Havasu went well--thank you all who came to meet me and talk to me-- and buy my book! And thank you to Buck Dopps for taking the great photos of this event. |
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