My Sweet, Silent Revenge

d, but because of his mother – my mother-in-law, Brenda. Sh

, planting stolen heirlooms and stacks of cas

ate lies on the stand. I was convicted and sentenced to years in prison. By the time I got out, Mike

ve protected me. They built their lives on the ashes of mine, while I suffered f

efore the prison, before my death. It wasn't a dream. It was an impossible second chance. This time, I wouldn't be