She receded into that deep, cold, cavern of darkness, and looked around. There they were, peering at her through the misty darkness of her pain. All vying for her attention. All wanting to be first. Without realizing it, she spoke aloud, "There's just so many ugly memories, all lined up in a deep dark hole, like bodies of rotting flesh in a mass grave. All peering at me, waiting for the right moment to leap out and engulf my mind. Wanting to remind me over and over again, that they're there. That they will not be denied. The acrid stench of them gives me the desire to retch from the thought of dredging them up."
You're invited into the deep recesses of Grace Stuberg's mind. As she finds herself in the moral delimma of contemplating suicide as a means of relief from a life she hates. A life of years of abuse, physical, mental, sexual and verbal. She was tired, too tired to want to go on...Of all the pain she had endured in her life, this was probably the most painful. Dr. Johnson was asking her to dredge up memories of her past which she had buried so long ago. To her, that task was like that of a grave robber digging up long dead cadavers, one body at a time. That's what those memories were to her: Cadavers. She probed her mind and the depths of her soul, searching for a beginning, a place to start. "I learned a lot about the main character, Grace Stuberg. I wanted to know more about the men in her life. I was touched by everything that Grace went through. The message in the last chapter of the book is very touching and inspiring." Another reader writes: "...a riveting and heart rendering story of pain, struggle and survival..." She walked into the dining room and pulled out two chairs: One for her, the other for Spirit. "Okay Spirit, this here meeting is now called to order. Do you realize that in all my life, I have never been happy? If a person can't find some happiness in this life, give me one good reason why they should go on." The tears started to come...By Etha Gray
