Susan’s life was beyond broken; it was over. There was nothing left but the hollowed out empty spot she used to call her family. She and her husband Dick were estranged, and her beloved son Declan was in jail. All Susan ever wanted in life was to have a happy family. What happened to them? Her days were spent in misery, wondering why? Restless in spirit, bitter and resentful, the loneliness was unbearable. Her only relief came in the form of one tiny little tablet. Miranda met the love of her life, Declan. He was gorgeous, sweet, and charming. His smile lit up the room and stole her heart. He was the best thing that ever happened to her. Trouble was - he was also the worst. Without him she was halved; with him, she might end up in jail. On the verge of bankruptcy and being fired, Miranda wonders if she’ll ever be able to tell the truth again. Declan stared up at the ceiling thinking. He needed dope soon. Who could he hit up? The prison bars slid closed with a final bang. The sound reverberated through his jaw and down his back. It echoed down the miles of endless hallways. His bowels quivered, and nausea churned. Yep, he was going to need something fast. He counted the hours trying to calculate how long before he’d be writhing on the floor. Six, at the most, but he was already experiencing withdrawal pains. Lyndsey never believed in fairy tales and pinched herself. She wouldn’t have dreamed this big. Her new life in recovery was amazing. When you’ve had one foot in the grave and lived to tell about it, every day clean and sober was precious. No longer hopeless, or living in despair, Lyndsey is passionate about helping others like herself. But will they listen?