Little Roof Jumpers

Little Roof Jumpers

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Annie, Catty and Mattie are best friends that grew up in the 60's and 70's. Their adventures began when seven year old Annie moved into the neighborhood. Together they played a dangerous game of follow the leader, Rock, Paper, Scissors was the deciding factor of who went first. The game changed, as they got older, boys, cigarettes, lager and more. Their destiny was defined by their very different upbringings. There was evil around two of them, one escaped after 10 years of an abusive marriage, one became a slave to a horrible rape that happened when they were 16, one left behind the darkness and found her dreams. Abusive husbands, Columbian drug lords, under cover agents, the FBI and long prison sentences are all lurking in the shadows. Lives are turned upside down and one of us will fight to keep our children and make a new life for ourselves. One will rebel and tear the lives of her parents herself and her children apart. Dare to read the real story of the 60's 70's and 80's it might surprise you!
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My mother always warned me against playing with dangerous things-fire, drugs... love. She'd say it with a sternness that let me know she'd seen firsthand what those things could do to a person. But I was never one to listen blindly. I always wanted to see for myself, to feel the burn, to taste the danger, even if it was only once. "Mi tell yuh, wah sweet nanny goat a guh run him belly," she'd say, eyebrows raised and finger pointing, reminding me that sometimes the sweetest things come with a price you don't want to pay. But curiosity has a way of twisting the mind, making you think you can handle what others couldn't, that somehow the fire would feel different, that the flame wouldn't burn quite as deep. So I stepped into love, heart first, thinking I could hold on to just the sweet without tasting the bitter. But love-it's the trickiest one of all.

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