Whiskey Scars
Angels don’t do what he did
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.
Inspired by the HARDY (feat. Lainey Wilson) song “Wait in the Truck.”
Trigger Warning: Mental, Physical, Sexual Abuse (including r@pe) / Murder / Miscarriage
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