Hooner writes a story about a kid being abused physically and emotionally by a woman. She made mention of ways the child run away and made her voice known against abuse. (Actually, Hooner was abused as a child. She was so scared she couldn't tell anyone so she channeled her anger and bitterness into food. She got obese, but extracted all the fat and worked out after she met her husband Keith. All she wanted was to draw the attention to abusers out there. Tell the children they needed to talk if they were abused. In the story, the woman didn't only shove items down up her hole but she gave this kid out to men for money. More like prostitution at an early age. All this was just her imagination. Her heart was at a good place, she only wanted people to feel what the child went through, thus...putting a stop to child abuse. Sadly, these ignorant police men called her out to investigate on her story. They assumed this story had something to do with Hooner abusing another child. Honestly, Hooner had no answers to their questions she was innocent. The cops paid a girl to blame the woman after they saw they were going to lose the case. Did the girl tell the truth at the end? Or was Hooner forcefully sent to jail. "Come on guys that was just my imagination." She said over and over).

Marseille Reneau would stop at nothing to make sure he gets revenge for his father's death but what would happen when it turns out that his mother is involved in his father's death? The one person he could've sworn loved both him and his father. The same person he was so sure he once loved. ******* "You are not my madre and I am not your hijo " i clench my knuckles tight to the point they were beginning to shake, "it's funny how after everything you did to me, you still expect me to call you madre " I choose my words carefully not wanting to say anything that would expose her in front of everyone. "I said I'm sorry" she sniffs, "please forgive me" "You think that it's easy?" I throw death glare at her, "you think that after everything you did, you just show up and say you're sorry and expect me to forgive you?" I sneer. "Hijo, there's not a single day that I live without regret, guilt and shame because of what I did to you, I was-I was" she pauses and when it looks as if she wouldn't continue I yell at her, "You were what, Martina?" I growl. "I was hurt, okay my-" she says and my eyes widen on their own accord. She was hurt? "You know you have a very interesting way you express your pain, Martina" I guffaw, even surprised that with everything going on I am still able to laugh. "You're really despicable and pathetic, you know that?" I say through gritted teeth to show how disgusted I am by her.