At the age of four, I moved with my family into a new house that my father had built, on the outskirts of town. The day of our move my mother disappeared, and left to my own devices, I defied my father’s rules about staying out of certain parts of the house and discovered secret places, the beginning of my awareness that all was not as it seemed. When my mother returned, she was carrying a new baby sister, and all was seemingly well, until one day she too discovered that the walls had secrets.
Four Voices tells the story of growing up in a family where secrets defined us; and examines the relationship between a daddy’s girl and her father, split between two worlds. All names have been changed for this story. Part I, starts at the end of seventeen-year-old Betty-Ann’s home life, and can be read here.
I have attempted to write this story for most of my life, however; I was always missing an essential piece – my father’s perspective. Now, armed with new understanding, I offer you a tale of tragic misunderstanding and hope for healing.
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