![]() ![]() Her father's rich brother who knew nothing of her and whose nightmare rivaled her own. Where would such a child go with no parents, though her drug-dealer father was hardly ever a fit parent? One possibility. Those who reached under the trailer could expect to be bitten. Roo was a wild thing, "half way to becoming a savage." Those who stood on the stairs could expect their legs to be spat upon. They were her escape from the sounds above her, the footsteps, the voices, the gunshots. Tiger lily earrings, daisies, a bouquet of pink roses, marigolds, and glowing red poppies, each carefully planted in the frozen earth, her stolen treasures in her world as bleak as the darkest nightmare. Her garden glistened in the frozen earth in her secret place beneath the trailer house. ![]() Roo Fanshaw had a garden unlike any you have ever seen before. ![]()
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