Footpath Histórias

"Here lie my screams that cry a melody only my heart knows." . /18 poems/ //Completed//

What do you do when you wake up in the middle of nowhere with a mysterious voice in your head, a paralyzed body, a gold chain with a footprint shaped pendant and a blank brain? Karleen Coker finds herself caught up in the middle of a cold murder case and she's hell-bent on finding the killer. But how is that possible, when her only source of memory is a faceless voice. She's seventeen and all she wanted was adventure. He's twenty-one and all he wanted was freedom. Find out how these two work their ways through a life of cruel hatred, deception and betrayal.

A cyclist's ride through the city.