#3 – The Scent of Her Soul

The scourge of human trafficking has long been something I hate with a passion. I can’t imagine how a human being can treat another human being with such contempt, especially when the victims are children.

Researching the topic was like wading through sewage, and writing about it made me boil with fury and weep with grief, sometimes simultaneously.

Because of the content, I changed my name on the cover. I didn’t want kids to find it by searching for my name.

The book hasn’t sold well, but that’s no surprise. I haven’t marketed it at all. I felt compelled to write it, so I did.