Prologue: Little Shack

Faith isn't a moon-eyed 16 year old anymore. She's a mother, and one who's every week is spent on borrowed time with her son. Time she's forced to spend with the very man who she can never forgive.
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"Boys will be boys."

"My son doesn't need a boy, he needs a man, a father. Most preferably one who isn't dealing crack on the corner of every side street."