Hope. It's the memoir written by Amanda Berry and Gina DeJesus about their time spent living with Ariel Castro (the man who abducted them, for those who don't already know the story).
It's just...wow. Suffice it to say that man--if he can be called that--got off way too effing easy, considering the B.S. he put them and Michelle Knight through. One half of me is like, "Why did my MIL lend this to me?" and the other is, "This is so ****ing wrong and terrible and I hate that man, but I want to continue, because they were brave enough to publish their story".
It's just...wow. Suffice it to say that man--if he can be called that--got off way too effing easy, considering the B.S. he put them and Michelle Knight through. One half of me is like, "Why did my MIL lend this to me?" and the other is, "This is so ****ing wrong and terrible and I hate that man, but I want to continue, because they were brave enough to publish their story".