I’m officially a sixteen-year-old insane hermit that talks to foam board heads. Until I meet Noah. Noah is my oxygen. He’s those fleeting deep breaths that keep my world from going black, from falling into the darkness of my past. He’s the one that helps me find my passion for swimming again even though it’s a direct reflection of my nightmare. He keeps me afloat as my mom moves closer to the deep end, barely treading water. My fear is her life will drain and I’ll have nowhere to go but cross country. Back to the darkness. Back to my father.
Not even Noah can save me from my father.
As my life teeters toward muddy waters, I have to ask myself, is my father truly evil or just broken? My name is Marlee, and this is my life.