Willa Muir can't remember her fourth year of life. An early, undefined childhood trauma blacks her memory behind what feels like an impenetrable wall. And with her parents in the hereafter, she can't ask them to clarify what happened. She can't see the invisible, so she researches to obsession, aching to know the truth.
Leaving the burnt-to-the-ground house that held all her notes, she ventures back to her hometown of Rockwall, Texas, haunted by a simple sentence spoken over her and a gold ring that promises love. Can she uncover the mystery of her early tragedy within the four walls of her childhood home and find the courage she needs to embrace the man who loves her?
Mary DeMuth's stories retain interest and mystery while realistically putting words to the very real agony of trauma's effects. She walks us through a process of healing. She KNOWS something the Christian world at-large often wants to bury and she is not afraid to be honest in un-burying it. This is the best of fiction: sculpting with words so that all can see. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and clinical depression are subjects in need of real ministry. Their agonies are often addressed in Scripture, but not often in churches, except to minimize and demonize.
Thank-you Mary, for showing us all the beauty of depth that comes through those who have been broken.
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